Posting for Sue, who’s sacked out on the couch with flu. You may remember me as the cat she described as her “personal writer’s helper” in one of her earlier blog posts–give me a break. I only do what I gotta do. Like that bit about waking her up every morning at 4:30 on the dot? It’s for her own good, y’know. She’s got a new book to write and can’t waste her time wallowing around in bed.
So, this morning I knew we were in trouble when she didn’t respond to my gentle taps upon her forehead.
I finally managed to roll her out of bed, but instead of heading to her desk, she headed to…the couch! Who’s complaining? I get to curl up beside her, but it comes with a price: listening to her feverish mumblings. They range from failing word count for her cabin at Camp NaNoWriMo to where does her story REALLY begin?
She’s supposed to start with the inciting incident, but it’s hard to recognize when there are so many riveting incidents in the backstory. And then she moans about the backstory being so complicated that no reader will understand the inciting incident without knowing the backstory first. One of her writing coaches suggested that if you have to have too many flashbacks, maybe you haven’t started your book early enough.
So, if I’m to live up to my title of “personal writer’s helper” I’m passing the ball to you readers. Any suggestions? Or is this something that should be referred to Peggy Pixel?