The HEA Cafe

This past week, I blogged about my religious upbringing and how that gave me ideas for WITCHES ANONYMOUS at the Samhellion blog. The post generated some great comments, so I thought I’d share it here. 

I was raised in a Southern Baptist household and cut my teeth on Old Testament stories full of the Devil and damnation. Having an active imagination and a strong desire to find good in everyone, I was particularly taken by the story about Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden. To me, it was a love story, maybe the greatest ever told. Adam gave up having heaven on Earth to be with Eve after she ate from the apple. He could have resisted her and temptation and hung out with God, but he was so enamored by Eve, his good sense went out the proverbial window and he damned himself right along with her. 

Destined to be a writer, I transformed many Biblical stories in my head, and questioned what might have happened if things had been different. What if the original garden had been the Garden of Evil and it was God who had to tempt Eve to eat from the apple in order to create heaven on Earth? What if God sent Adam and Eve back to Earth for a redo and once they got here and hung out with all of us, they had to decide if wiping out sin—which would include all of us born in sin—was a good deal? 

  In WITCHES ANONYMOUS, I played with a couple of those ideas, letting Adam come back to Earth and find the perfect Eve (who happens to be named Amy). I took the Devil and gave him the ability to love, which in some religions, he was capable of as an archangel. And I flipped the ideas of good and evil on their heads, just to see what would happen. 

The story reminded me that good and evil exist in each of us, and it is our choice to resist or give in to temptation, whatever form it appears in. WITCHES ANONYMOUS is a comedy, because having been raised on Old Testament beliefs; I can tell you laughter is the best way to deal with the Devil.

If you’d like to read my take on Adam, Amy and Lucifer, you can find my story at http://www.mybookstoreandmore.com/shop/product.da/witches-anonymous 

It’s 2009.

Stop and think about that for a moment–the year is 2009.  I was born in the middle of the 20th century.  I’m living in the future I used to read about in science fiction, though that does raise the question, “If it’s 2009, where’s my flying car?”

Regardless, it is an amazing time to be alive.  I recall attending a SF convention some years back where there was a panel called “What we didn’t predict”.  One of the items I remember from that discussion was personal computers.  Despite Star Trek’s tricorders, there was almost no writing in science fiction about portable personal computers.  Now we live in an age where my son carries a smaller than pocket-size computer that makes phone calls–the iPhone.

I think this is one reason I enjoy writing historicals.  I’m not a Luddite, far from it.  I enjoy waking up in the morning, popping in contact lenses that correct my vision, turning on a tap confident I’ll get clean and hot water, and turning on a machine that allows me near instant communication with people around the world at an affordable cost.

But when I’m writing a historical, I know I’ll enjoy the research, partly because it helps me appreciate the time in which I live.  One of the books I’m using for my new WIP is called Medical Firsts by Robert E. Adler, and I found this passage on the germ theory of disease:

“Germs cause disease. This simple idea is so much a part of our thinking that it seems as self-evident as gravity…the humdrum basics of medicine–…a quick swipe with an alcohol-soaked wad of cotton before an injection–can seem more like rituals than the lifesaving offspring of a profound concept.”

He’s right. There’s so much we do now that we take for granted, it’s good to refresh our memories as to why these “rituals” are important and why they made such a difference in our world.

At the same time, I don’t want to fall into the trap in my historicals of giving my characters knowledge before their time.  If my surgeon hero bleeds a patient, it’s because he’s practicing state-of-the-art medicine–for his time.  I get annoyed with writers who feel compelled to insert anachronistic information into their historicals because they believe no true hero would bleed an injured man or treat syphilis with mercury.Cover via Amazon

I have little doubt that 100 years from now readers will be looking at the 20th century and saying, “Can you believe it?  They used to treat tumors with poison chemicals, cut them out with knives and burn them with radiation!  How could they have been so benighted?”

I enjoy the research involved in historicals because it’s not only educational for me in crafting my characters and scenes, it reminds me of how much I have now, and what a fortunate person I am.  And if you don’t believe you’re fortunate as well, pause for a moment the next time you go to flush your toilet, and think about what that action would have involved in 1809–both the action of obtaining water in the first place, and disposing of waste afterwards.

I’m glad it’s 2009.  But I still want a flying car.

I think it was the fabulous Clair Delacroix/Deb Cooke who once told me that writing is a job. I sort of believed it then, but not as much as I do today at this particular point in my career. I remember when writing was fun, exciting, joyful, passionate and EASY. So what happened? Where along the way did writing become less of these things.

While, I don’t think I’ve lost the excitement, the joy or the passion of writing, I now understand far better the words of wisdom that well-establish writers have handed down to those of us who haven’t hit certain levels in our career. But, the writing has become more of a job and these things I’ve always associated with writing seem a bit out of reach at the moment. I don’t know if it’s because I took a step up the career ladder or if it’s because I’m putting extra pressure on myself to do more than I’m capable. Super Writer syndrome as it were. Maybe it’s the holidays, but I feel like I’m in the Foreign Legion with my back to the wall and I’m smoking my last cigerette.

Why am I feeling this way? Part of it is my October contract with Berkley for a three-book paranormal series. Writing paranormal is new to me, so as Yanni says, “A little bit of fear means your are doing something worth doing — you are stretching — you are going outside your immediate grasp. Out of my immediate grasp? Can we say outside the atmosphere and I’m scared spitless? A three-book historical series would be easy. I know that world. But creating a new one definitely makes me stretch. And it’s scary as hell!

Another monkey wrench that’s been thrown into the mix is that I’m trying to market my newest release Dangerous, which comes out the end of January. I’ve got advertising in place, but I’m already planning for Mirage’s release in June!  I need to hire Baby to help me out. Problem is she’s just 11, and she’s not savvy enough to do it without me guiding her, and if that’s the case, it’s easier to do it myself. So I’m caught between a rock and a hard place. If only Oldest were more computer savvy and eager to help.

Then the week before Christmas, I landed my second contract with Berkley, this time for two historicals. One of those books is written (THANK GOD) but I have to write a new one. I’m over the moon about another NY sale, but OMG, my scared spitless monitor just went through the roof. I’m now facing deadlines unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my entire career. Normally deadlines excite me. Right now, I’m asking myself, “WTF were you thinking you idiot! Three and half books in 13-14 months???”

All of these things mean I’ve got writing deadlines, proposal deadlines, marketing deadlines and then the actual marketing of the releases. Maybe this wouldn’t be so daunting if I didn’t have to work a day job, but like most struggling new writers, I have to work the day job to keep a roof over our head.

So perhaps you can see where I’m wondering what happened to the days when writing was fun, exciting, joyful, passionate and EASY. I think those things are still there, I just don’t see them as well as perhaps I once did. It was much easier when there weren’t deadlines to deal with. I’ve always submitted completed books, now I’m selling on proposal, and the books ARE NOT written. Then there are the craft issues to include at the editor’s request, learning the technical and financial business aspects of the publishing industry (I’m a VERY SLOW learner) and this or that business piece to comprehend. And for the newbies reading this and thinking, “I don’t know what she’s whining about, she sold.” All I can say is, my Mom used to tell me you’ll understand when you grow up. She was right, damn it.

So Claire, and any other writer I ever dismissed for telling me it was hard, my apologies for my arrogance. It is easier to sell than it is to keep up with the results of selling. However, the one thing in my favor is my stubbornness. I’ll make it just to have the pleasure of saying I made it. *grin*

What do you do to keep deadlines and everything else from driving you insane?

Monica
Monica Burns | http://www.monicaburns.com
Dangerous, 4.5 Stars Romantic Times
“…a pretty good read.” MrsGiggles.com
Master of Sin, Berkley 03/10

I have three books published in German.  You can see them at Amazon.de, and you can also see the covers at my website.  I was very happy when I saw the covers for Samt & Sabel (Sword and Velvet, aka Captain Sinister’s Lady) and Rache & Rosen (Revenge and Roses, aka Pirate’s Price) because they were so…tasteful.  Swords and flowing fabric and coins and daggers.  Even the titles were euphonious!

Then I got the cover for Im Aufruhr der Gefuhle. At first, I thought it was a mistake.  I used Google translation on the page and it said the title translated to “In the Turmoil of Emotions”.  It started out in life as “Smuggler’s Bride”.  I had a blank moment as I stared at the page.  What happened to my tasteful covers? Why was Julia falling out of her bodice? And most puzzling of all, why was there a killer pink flamingo looming in the background over Julia and Rand?

I contacted my editor in Germany at Random House.  She hemmed and hawed a bit via email, but then she said the first books weren’t selling as well as they’d hoped.  Apparently, with those oh-so-tasteful covers, no one knew they were romance novels.

At first, I wasn’t happy about this change in covers.  But as I stared at the busty babe and the half-naked dude, I began to smile.  Yes, my book is full of turmoiled emotions and passion.  Yes, there are definitely scenes where he’s bare chested and her bodice isn’t fully fastened.  And while there’s not a pink flamingo in this Florida set romance, there are lots of possums.  And I acknowledge it’s hard to get possums to equal passion.

So if this “old school” cover leaps out at my German readers and screams, “I’m a historical romance! Buy me!” then I’m all for it. I’m in the business of writing books.  I want to sell as many of my books as possible, and I want to make it as easy as I can for the reader to get her hands on my publications.  I still like my tasteful books, but if In the Turmoil of Emotions replenishes my 401K, then I guarantee I’ll be smiling all the way to the bank.