Seriously, it is so cute that it will make you faint. No, I’m not going to tell you, because it’ll probably be less attractive in the morning. Still, I think it’s a step in the right direction. Lately, I’ve become frustrated because all of my ideas are too dark and tortured. All the protagonists are faced with terrible existential crises. And they all spend the whole book wondering if they’re terrible people.
It’s not that those ideas are terrible or anything, but I’ve written about six novels like that, and I’m getting a bit tired of it. W.H. Auden, in his essay collection The Dyer’s Hand, said something like, “Sometimes you shouldn’t write a poem, even if you know you’re able to write it well, precisely because you’ve already written too many others that were like it.”
Similarly, I feel like I need to go a bit further afield. So now I’m pondering writing something that’s not heavy. Perhaps even something that’s quite light and sweet? I don’t know…I’d like to think that all my years of sit-com and romantic comedy watching have given me the capacity to write something that’s sweet. On the other hand, when I last tried to do this (with my whimsical children’s novel), I ended up with a middle-grade book that’s now tentatively titled Everyone Hates You.