Ashlynn was teasing yesterday when she dis’ed my writing process. I’m proud to be a puzzler so there! 😛 As most of you know, I do a lot of flash fiction based on supplied writing prompts. Quite often, those exercises end up as scenes in my books. Sometimes I write the flash based on a book I’m not even working on. Yet. Because different prompts prompt different characters, situations, and events. If I don’t use a scene in a book at some point, I’ll most likely create a free read out of it.
So, what does this have to do with turning points you ask…
When I’m writing the Red Dirt books, because of Harlequin’s process, I turn in a synopsis. Usually–sometimes–the finished book mostly follows the series of events highlighted in said synopsis. As a result, I have turning points in the story. I won’t lecture on story structure here. Those of you who write should already understand it and those of you who read certainly enjoy it, right? 😉 As you know there are Very Important Things that should happen at the appropriate times in a romance. First meeting. First kiss. First obstacle/fight/breakup. Et cetera until we come to the black moment when the bottom falls out, the characters are devastated and there’s no hope. Then you get the fun of the characters overcoming the black moment, getting together, finding their HEA and riding off into the sunset all happy and stuff.
Well, along the way there are minor turning points–like forks in the road. Go right and you get roses or chocolate or a puppy. Go left and you get a splinter and spilled coffee and a cat spraying your favorite pair of boots. Well, Clay, the hero of RDR#3, has many of these forks, as does his heroine, Georgie. A scene I wrote last week was an eye-opener for Georgie, but Clay needed a big light bulb/turning point to get him to Georgie for her moment.
Sitting over dinner and grousing about politics, stupid people (yes, usually the same topic) and baseball pitchers (don’t ask! 😆 ), I mentioned that country folk tend to be plain spoken to the point of being blunt. They have lives to live and don’t have time for pussy-footing around, which brought up the phrase:
Say what you mean and mean what you say.
And MY light bulb flickered on. So I dashed to the keyboard after cleaning the kitchen, feeding the dogs, and watching one of my favorite baseball players (Matt Holliday of the Cardinals) get hurt, I wrote almost 700 words about one of Clay’s turning points leading up to Georgie’s revelation which starts them on their still rather rocky road to their HEA.
So…that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Anybody had a turning point lately? :O