I really, really want to write the story in my head.
It’s dark. Gritty. Urban. Unique. Possibly post-apocalyptic. With fantasy elements. It involves a harsh world for my heroine and a hero that is part savage beast and all alpha.
But I’m not going to write it. Some ideas are better in my mind than they are on paper, and the trick is figuring this out. You learn as you go along that just because the idea comes to you, it doesn’t mean that it’s a good idea for YOU to write. In the right hands? It would be awesome. In my hands? Perhaps not so much.
This isn’t to dog my own writing, of course. I have strengths – light, witty banter. Conversations. Sexiness. Twisting small storylines into something fun. First person.
But I also recognize my weaknesses: in-depth, massively detailed worldbuilding. Dark, gothic storytelling. Emotional angst out the wazoo. In other words, I can’t write like Meljean Brook.
I wish to god that I could, but I can’t.
It doesn’t make me a bad writer. It just means that I recognize (finally) what I’m good at and will try to stick to that.
And I think that’s an important realization that all writers come to, at one point or another. Think of it as dressing for your body type. Just because that gorgeous sweater comes in your favorite color and happens to be in your size DOES NOT MEAN YOU SHOULD WEAR IT.
It might look awesome on the person next to you, but it can make you look like Humpty Dumpty. Is this the story’s fault? Nope. The trick is finding what is good for who you are, and wearing that one. In the right outfit, you can look awesome no matter your body type. In the wrong one? Everyone suffers.
I think we have the same strengths. An idea for a historical keeps messing with my head, but everytime I try to write it…nothing. I’ll stick with my light, witty banter.