I’m trying to carve out a proposal over here, which isn’t really a new process for me. What is new, however, is the fact it’s for a trilogy. (I won’t say much about it because I really don’t at this stage, but they’re straight-up contemporary romances. No dead bodies.)
And, wow, this is hard.
Instead of one title, I need three. And they need to complement each other, of course, which makes it all the harder.
Six character names. Six professions to choose. Six people’s worth of physical description. Six backstories. Goals for six people. Motivation for six people. Conflict for six people. And…well, you get the picture.
The three heroes all have names. Number one’s heroine has a full name and number three’s has a first name. Heroes number two and three have jobs. Heroine number one has a job. Heroes number one and three, along with heroine number one have physical descriptions.
It’s crazy! And don’t even get me started on secondary characters.
I’ve had to do something I rarely do—make charts that let me input all those details from above so I can “see” the books as a whole. That’s how I discovered books two and three had the same theme, which wouldn’t do, so I tweaked the storyline of the third one.
Charts or no charts, though, I see a lot of M&Ms in my future.
But what KIND of M&Ms? Will they be plain or peanut? Dark or milk chocolate? Or the pretzel or coconut kind. Or maybe peanut butter?
Plain! Plain M&Ms are for working.
Peanut are for dealing with crankies. Dark M&Ms are a special treat. I’m (allegedly) allergic to coconut. I don’t care for peanut butter and chocolate, but I’m offended by peanut butter M&Ms on behalf of Reese’s Pieces. And pretzel M&Ms are just wrong. The commercial drives home just how wrong.
And, no, I’m not obsessing about the details.
But the pretzel M&Ms are just so damned gooood. Wrong or not.
/peptalk Shannon, you can so totally do this. I have faith in you. You rock. Your stories rock. And if you don’t write a trilogy, I’m a figure out a way to drive up there and kick your ass. Seriously, take deep breaths, fistfuls of M&Ms and get r done.