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.