So in my hubris, I thought I could write a quick novella between book edits. Just a simple love story, with two POV characters. Nothing major happens, just love.
I got about a third of the way through and lost interest. Stalled for about a week, then it occurred to me to add another character as a competing love interest, which would make the sacrifice at the end more meaningful. That got me to about half way through when I again stalled.
After struggling for another week or so, I figured out a plot that would get me to the end using the existing characters. By then, the book was growing into a long novella or a short novel. But even though I had the plot worked out, the words still weren't flowing.
I spend most of yesterday managing to write about 400 stilted words.
And then, just about the time I was about to give up for the day, I realized that I could elevate a secondary character and create a major plot twist at the same time. Just out of the blue. Woke up from napping and the idea was right there -- not having a hint about it before it came emerged as my one full productive thought for the day.
I felt my interest quickening, and began to think of ways to make it work.
And then, last night as I was going to sleep, a whole bunch of other plot complications came to me. A whole bunch. Making the book much more action oriented, with genre conventions and hooks.
And it was good.
Apparently, I can't just write myself a simple novella without getting bored. Instead, it has to be the real deal, a real book with a twisting plot and multiple characters and action and all that.
I'm not only cool with that idea, I'm extremely intrigued. It make the book much more interesting to me.
I admire anyone who can write a simple love story. That takes some real skill, for the emotions and words have to carry the weight.
Then again, would I actually read such a story?
Probably not. I like my genres.
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