At dinner tonight, I was describing a new project idea to my 11-year-old. We’re talking a brand-new, just percolating grain of an idea…but I wanted to bounce it off my real live boy and see if the concept, at least, intrigued him.
I told him about the two main characters, how they somehow connect even though they’re from different social classes, how the male MC writes to a famous dead writer and his letters end up getting answered, how the female MC gets lost in the woods somehow and the male MC goes after her and gets in trouble himself somehow…and then she ends up saving him not only from the wilderness but from his former life, somehow.
J nodded and said with a straight face, “It sounds good. You’re going to have to fix all those somehows, though…”
Isn’t that just the truth? When I think about novels that I’ve read that didn’t quite work for me, it’s often because the “somehows” were never addressed. I’m adding “Fix the Somehows” to my list of revision reminders right now.