It’s funny that I’m trying to write a mystery novel because 1) I detest violence and 2) I have a very sunny, make everything good personality. Maybe I should be writing Romance?
So I have to force myself to add conflict to my scenes. For instance, when my innocent main character is hauled off to jail for murder, everything at the prison was “much better than he expected.” Egads, that won’t do. So today I rewrote the jail scene to make it bad bad bad. No, he doesn’t get a single cell. No, the other cellmates don’t just ignore him. No, the food is not good and his mother can’t come see him.
I am thinking that my accused man turned sleuth can also detest violence and I’m planting a “make everything good” character to channel those thoughts into.
I’m also struggling with my gay main character. I don’t want it to be a “gay” novel, but I want it just to be part of his many other characteristics. I’m not sure how much homosexuality mainstream American mystery readers are ready to accept in their main characters. I don’t want to “hetero wash” it either. And yes, his homosexuality does play a role in the outcome.
I clocked in four whole hours today- 630-1030. It was a little hard getting started, my mind kept wandering from my fingernails to the overlook and back. Luckily, there were very few distractions (a good day to have no internet) with only four tourist cars pulling up and three nene geese flying over.
Setting notes: The parking lot at Kilauea overlook was washed cleaned this morning, evidence of rain shining in the glowing morning sun. Water droplets shimmered in the grass and shrubs. A spider web, bejeweled by raindrops, glimmered. The SO2 plume continued to pump out white fluffy clouds toward the Southwest.
This week: four hours each day!