…I just realized that would be the perfect name for this book I’m writing. Wow. I might have to use that.
My full disclosure, though, was over the fact that against my better judgment, the story I’m writing is a love triangle romance. I’ve tried writing romances before and have failed. As a writer I have a much more evil streak than I do as an everyday human being. I like to put my characters into all manner of peril and tighten the ropes around their necks. It follows that most of my stories take a twist to the dark side of human emotions, and that doesn’t make for a very happy happily-ever-after or happy-for-now conclusion.
The task I’ve set for myself with this one is to let it be complicated but not unnecessarily ugly, to let the characters be themselves without me forcing them into contrived situations. It’s always seemed to me that falling in love is a perilous enough thing, and managing to stay in love is even more difficult. For my protagonist, that emotional journey is just as fraught with peril as the process of learning to be an adult. No, I’m not coupling a coming-of-age story on top of this. Enough’s enough, and my protagonist is in her early twenties already.
There will be no half-naked men with overly sculpted abs on this front cover. No werewolves, vampires, wizards, zombies, or other paranormal beings (although I reserve the right to use a good old-fashioned ghost if need be). There’s no time travel, no alien from another galaxy. Just humans being spectacularly human, and what I suspect could be classified as a moderate degree of heat.
I’m not sure I know what I’m doing, but I’m having a lot of fun finding out whether or not I’ll succeed. At least my characters have all started springing nicely to life, with distinct personalities, quirks, wants, and needs. I can’t ask for a whole lot more than that!
Fellow writers, how’s your work going? Most importantly, are we having fun yet?