The Order of Operations

We’ve all been tempted to skip ahead while reading a book.  I’m not talking about a bad book where a reader skips to the ending to more quickly move on to something worth reading.  I mean a good book where the reader gets impatient for even better scenes with thoughts like, “I suspect he’ll eventually win her over with his pirate impression, and I need to know if I should be tracking every mention for possible foreshadowing,” or “I predict she will find the magic portal back home under that spooky shed when she accidentally burns it to the ground, and I just can’t wait to know if I’m right.”  These are universal thoughts.  But we all resist the urge to look ahead because that’s just not how you read a book. 

I have to admit I’m occasionally tempted to skip ahead with books I write as well.  Sometimes in the early chapters I’m thinking about how much more fun it’ll be to write the super romantic thing he says or does to really cement the relationship.  I have to wait.  I can’t write the super romantic line until it becomes romantic through everything that happens first.  I need to multiply the feelings before I add the people.

Let’s examine a real, non-romantic example.  One of the best lines in The Lord of the Rings is when Sam says, “Come, Mr. Frodo!  I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you.”  Starting the book from this line makes the amazing quote dumb.  What is this thing that Mr. Frodo can’t carry?  And why does Sam think carrying it with the added weight of a person will be easier?  Sam doesn’t know what he’s talking about.  And if you read just enough to know they’re trying to get to the top of Mt. Doom, it’s even worse.  Anyone trying to climb something literally called Mt. Doom must be a moron.  It’s the rest of the story that makes it awesome.  Reading it out of order makes as much sense as a math problem with only half the equation.

It's the same with a romance.  I can’t skip to a scene where the heroine swoons over a plate of deviled eggs when the hero peels off the tin foil, puts it on his head, and says, “Pro nobis.”  By itself, it’s a terrible scene.  But… if I’ve written the part where they meet at a picnic reaching for the last deviled egg at the same time, and the part where he works to overcome his fear of mustard bottles to make the recipe he got from her mom, and I’ve written several scenes about her recurring dream where she’s married to a guy she can’t see but always makes her feel safe and cherished and has tin foil on his head, and I included the bit that specifies her love language is Latin… then it’s a beautiful moment.  Right?

Don’t worry about any of that being a spoiler for book 4 though.  I’m still working on the multiplication, and I haven’t added any deviled eggs.

Not Wrong

I had trouble coming up with a topic for this month, which should surprise no one. I’ve already used not knowing what to write about as a topic to write about. More than once.  More than twice actually, but I won't try to list them all.  You're welcome.

I may have exhausted that non-topic.

I did have one idea. I checked the stats on this blog to see which posts have gotten the most attention. Perhaps seeing what’s been popular would let me know what people want to read. I discovered that two posts near the top of the list have the word wrong in the titles. One was called “I think I’ll keep doing it wrong.” And the other from about a year later was called “Still Wrong.” This suggests people enjoy reading about me being wrong.

That can’t be right.

But in an effort to remain entertaining, I tried really hard to think of other times I’ve been wrong so I could share those. There aren’t any. I’m sure I’ve been right about absolutely everything else.

I did, however, think of a recent example of someone else thinking I was wrong. This person read an early draft of my next book and made only one comment in the whole thing. It was an entire paragraph about how wrong I was to have the main character paint a room yellow. I was wrong to have others approve the choice, wrong for having someone assure her it wasn’t bold because yellow is totally bold and wrong. The person who tried to convince me of this may or may not be related to me.

In all honesty, yellow is probably the last color I’d choose for paint. But I didn’t choose it, my character did. She’s allowed to like things I don’t and have opinions I don’t share. I might have considered this feedback if I hadn’t already designed the cover based on the color in that scene. Starting over on the cover would have been very, very wrong.

Cover Secrets Revealed

I’m going to continue the exciting, behind-the-scenes thread I started last month by letting everyone in on some secrets behind the covers for the current series.  Notice the pretty flowers on Evelyn’s Granddaughter and Sarah’s Friend.  Secret #1: Those flowers are fake.  This is probably not the most shocking secret.  I wasn’t trying to get away with anything.  I only wanted to use flowers I could manhandle into fifty different photo arrangements without them looking bedraggled halfway through.

Secret #2: The flowers on the cover of book 3 are not fake.  There was a bunch of unusually strong-smelling flowers in my house.  People (sometimes my kids but mostly me) kept commenting on how powerful the scent was as they passed those flowers.  I thought what anyone would think in that situation.  “Those are pretty.  I should use them for a book cover before I chuck them in the trash because I can’t stand the scent anymore.”

Notice that book 1 has a burgundy background and book 2 is blue.  Secret #3: That’s really the same background.  I used a scrap of fabric for the background of the first cover – narrowly avoiding the velvet starfish – and liked the way the texture turned out.  I used the same scrap of fabric to take a picture for book 2, then digitally altered it to be blue.  Actually, I turned it purple and turquoise before I decided blue was better than both of those. 

The third cover will be yellow, cheerful yellow to be specific.  I didn’t think I could turn the dark fabric such a light color without causing other problems.  Secret #4: The yellow background is really part of a Link costume.  It was the only yellow I could find.  It seems no one here wears yellow outside of Halloween.  Secret #5: That yellow background is really tan is really yellow.  I don’t know if it was bad lighting or a bad camera or simply my lack of photography skills, but the yellow shirt turned tan in all my pictures.  I ended up having to digitally turn it yellow even though I used yellow fabric.

Secret #6: I turned something else yellow, too.  It won’t be difficult to guess once I post the new cover.  But first I need to figure out which version of stinky flowers, something yellow and a costume is most awesome.  That has been difficult.  Check back soon to see the decision.