This is the first time I’ve ever had my book professionally edited, and Leiah Cooper picked up something interesting.
See, I had almost finished writing my novel when something pissed me off. I don’t remember what it was exactly… oh wait, yes I do. The last manuscript I had sent off was rejected.
Yeah, that pissed me off.
I had almost finished writing The Black Swan Inheritance, a book about magic and conquering your own shortcomings with a bit of a romance slant. Actually, it had a lot of a romance slant – more than I personally liked just because I knew that sort of shit would sell. At least, that was where I was coming from when I started writing. As these things do, the characters developed a life of their own and I grew a little attached to them.
Then that other manuscript was rejected.
So what do I do? Since I was the goddess of this new world I created I decided, in the heat of the moment, I was justified in absolutely ruining the romance. Then I ended the book.
Yeah, I’m a very mature adult. Just be grateful I’m a writer and not, for instance, a mad scientist. Okay, I am a scientist, but as a geologist the best I can do is throw rocks around.
I did some of that too. And hammers.
Anyway, I finished the book. Over the course of the next few months I went back to it and edited, but somehow it never occurred to me to do justice to the relationships of the characters and give everyone closure.
Leiah brought that up.
I’m paraphrasing a little here, but she essentially asked, “Why has the main character reverted back to bitch-mode in the last few scenes?”
Because I was in bitch-mode when I wrote it.
Whoa, that was selfish of me. What was all that about authors respecting their own work? Yeah, I just threw it all out the window.
SO I am fixing that. I am going to do justice to the story. I am going to allow the characters to each have their place in the sun, to say their piece, to do what they want to do, not what I impose on them.
Aspiring writers, have you ever done this? Has something happened to you that has effectively driven you to write:
ROCKS FALL. EVERYONE DIES.
I expect George R R Martin goes through it a lot.