Friday, 29 August 2008
All I can say is, it's not the butler. Probably...
I'm writing a whodunit* at the moment, and I'm not sure I'm the best person to do this, because when I read mysteries and thrillers I'm easily confused. I'm also a bad guesser of who the villain will turn out to be. Credulous, and readily misled.
But the beauty of writing a novel is that, unlike a trapeze artist doing a triple somersault to the catcher, the author does not have to get it right first time. One can nip back and insert a telling yet subtle clue. One can move scenes around until they are in the most effective order. The characters get more complex and wilful as the story progresses, which helps.
I have made my heroine and first person narrator, Caz, bright, but a little naive; and like me, she does not spot the baddie until too late.
*I can't even decide whether there is one or two 'n's in 'whodunit'.
Posted by Lexi at Friday, August 29, 2008