For the last several months I’ve been writing category because I’ve got something good going in that direction that could really expand my career. But it’s been an odd loss of my normal voice. A literary laryngitis, if you will. It’s been strange and uncomfortable for me. A strong stretching of the word muscles I normally use. I think the biggest difference, for me, has been the conflict. In a romantic suspense or series mystery, the bulk of what I write, the conflict is, much of the time, external. Events and people are effecting them from the outside. In the course of writing this much simpler, more straight forward, style of romance, all the conflict is directed inward.

It’s been different, sometimes interesting, some times a little horrible, and hopefully worth it in the end. But now that I’m strongly in the edits stage when I want to take a break I’ve gone back to my normal voice. Right now it feels a little rusty.  But I’m liking the feeling of reembracing that violent, mysterious stuff I love so much.  I’m just demented that way I guess.  I can’t decide what to write but I’m overcome with the chance to kill someone again.  On paper of course.  I’m like a kid in a candy store with tons of choices that I could work on.  I planned to spend this entire summer editing and resubmitting some things that had been rejected but for now I think I’m going to take a break from that and just go fictional people hunting.

AJ