Hello yon Bloggerville.
I have a confession.
I have heard it said that my blog can be "funny". I would never presume to say this. But my friends say it all the time. They also say I'm an excellent cook. My friends can be stupid.
But here's a confession. My book, EVERNEATH?: not funny. Not hardy har har funny. Sometimes it can be funny in a "Can you believe there's So. Much. Death?" kind of way. Other times it's funny in a "OMG she is so screwed! lol" kind of way.
There's a reason for this. And it's a pretty simple one. The reason is this: Nikki's story isn't funny. It's the one that was speaking to me, but it isn't funny.
There are funny characters. Cole's probably the funniest, in a "I love to inflict P.A.I.N.!" kind of way.
Jack can be funny too, in a "Why does Nikki make my heart bleed?" kind of way.
It would've been so much easier if I could've stepped up to the computer and written a prolonged, book-length blog post. Sometimes I totally dream about doing this. Maybe for the next book after the Everneath trilogy?
It's not a problem for those people who discover the book first, and the blog second.
Maybe this confession is for those of you who haven't read the book. I want to prepare you. Especially to anyone who's ever said, "I can't wait to read Everneath and LMAO!"
So, writers out there, have any of you ever tried to write something that's in a totally opposite voice to your own?
Have you ever had a story call to you that scares you because you don't think you can write it? I say... write it! I did.
So far, it's worked out okay.