{"id":114,"date":"2006-11-14T06:41:00","date_gmt":"2006-11-14T12:41:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/2006\/11\/14\/when-you-cant-go-forward-go-back\/"},"modified":"2009-05-02T09:40:26","modified_gmt":"2009-05-02T15:40:26","slug":"when-you-cant-go-forward-go-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/2006\/11\/14\/when-you-cant-go-forward-go-back\/","title":{"rendered":"When You Can&#8217;t Go Forward, Go Back"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve been away from my manuscript for a while. Partly because of all the demands of school\u2014tests and cases being their own unalterable deadlines\u2014and more because I was stuck.<\/p>\n<p>The forward momentum on <em>Delicious<\/em> had been decelerating for a few weeks before it halted altogether. And where it finally ran aground was an unexpected place, a mere reaction scene, or a sequel, if you\u2019ve heard of scene-and-sequel. (If you haven\u2019t, imagine the scene is a big fight that ends with everyone banging the door storming out, the sequel would be one or more of them trying to sort out what happened, what it all meant, and where to go from there.)<\/p>\n<p>The heroine, Verity, is a cook. The hero, Remus, is her new employer\u2014and half-brother to her late employer who had, at one time, been her lover. There is a strong attraction between Verity and Remus, but neither of them wants it to go any further: he, being a rising politician, does not want the complication; she, because she\u2019d long ago stopped believing in Cinderella stories. Finally, one night, Verity gets a little tipsy and almost manages to land Remus in the sack.<\/p>\n<p>That scene is done and in the can. The scene that followed, during which Remus directs Verity to return to his country seat, ostensibly to prepare for the Christmas feasts, is also finished and usable. Then I thought, hmm, we never got to know what was in his head during his near-seduction, better put in a few paragraphs.<\/p>\n<p>The few paragraphs refused all cooperation. I wrote and deleted and wrote and deleted, baffled by my inability to make progress. What was the matter? Why didn\u2019t the words flow? Why couldn\u2019t I accomplish something as simple as describing a man\u2019s reaction to almost sleeping with the woman with whom he was in deep lust?<\/p>\n<p>Then it hit me: I\u2019ve lost all touch with him.<\/p>\n<p>From the moment my proposal for <em>Delicious<\/em> met with approval from my editor, I\u2019d been racing against the clock, pushing hard to move the story along. I\u2019ve written many scenes but almost no sequels: no introspection, no reflection, no layering of character and very little revealing of backstory.<\/p>\n<p>And that is no way to go for a character-driven story. The estate Remus inherits should have been a character in its own right, full of scents and sounds and textures that trigger long-forgotten memories at every turn. Remus himself, born illegitimate, and not legitimized until just before his mother\u2019s death when he was in his late teens, should have been a much more interesting and multidimensional character than just this handsome gentleman who arrives once in a while to speak a few lines to startle Verity.<\/p>\n<p>I knew, of course, that the beginning of the story needed much reworking. But I kept putting it off in the name of progress. Now I\u2019m totally pumped to go back and flesh out the skeletal frame, to give weight that would anchor the story much more firmly, and to make my characters real people, as opposed to obedient pawns in my drive for victory against the deadline.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000099;\">Midterms went swimmingly.  Thank you so much for all the good wishes.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve been away from my manuscript for a while. Partly because of all the demands of school\u2014tests and cases being their own unalterable deadlines\u2014and more because I was stuck. The forward momentum on Delicious had been decelerating for a few weeks before it halted altogether. And where it finally ran aground was an unexpected place, &#8230; <a title=\"When You Can&#8217;t Go Forward, Go Back\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/2006\/11\/14\/when-you-cant-go-forward-go-back\/\" aria-label=\"More on When You Can&#8217;t Go Forward, Go Back\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[54,5],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=114"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":273,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/114\/revisions\/273"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=114"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=114"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sherrythomas.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=114"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}