Fellow writers, readers, stencilers, painters, sketch artists, graphic artists, scrapbookers, sculpturers, jewelers, poets, screenplayists, and all other creative muses! Lend me your ear/ideas/thoughts/minds.
I have been writing since I wrote my first love story with Paul McCartney. I’ve written several novels through the years (sounds so impressive, although I’ve never been published). Be that as it may, at this tender age of middle- pre-old age, I’m having a moral testing, so to speak.
My first novel had no sex and no real violence. The sequel had a little more sex, and just a wee bit of violence. The third one had a bit of creatively written sex, and off-camera violence. I’m not prudish — it’s just that the stories didn’t need gratuitous S&V.
Now I am working on another story. Girl goes into “another world” that’s not what it seems (of course). I’m thinking of having one of the heroine’s new friends murdered. Her murder is important to the direction of the story. I also want her to be murdered right after she has a baby.
Now (again) — I am not a murderer. I am the person who picks up the worms in the driveway after the rain. I love puppies and unicorns. And the thought of popping someone off unnerves me. I don’t want/need to be graphic — I don’t need to describe it in detail, if at all. But I want my character to be well loved for the few chapters she’s around.
Why is it so hard for me to murder someone? And how do I get passed this?
Do I name her after an old boss who I can cheerfully say I hated? Should I give her such a weird name that no one can feel sorry for her?
Pretend characters are just that. Pretend. A character. Made up. Make believe.
Then why do I feel like I’m murdering a friend?
Any advice you can share will be most appreciated. In the meantime, I’ve got to start sharpening my knife/hatchet/sword.
Who knows when I will pretend to need it.
Filed under: stories, Uncategorized, writing Tagged: guilty conscience, Murder, novels, writing
