You’d think that after writing twenty plus novels it wouldn’t be hard anymore. Maybe it wouldn’t be if I kept writing the same novel over and over again. (Hey it worked for Barbara Cartland . . .) But unfortunately I keep writing different novels and the one I’m working on right now is an action novel. Yep, action.
Action, I’ve decided, is hard for me to write. I mean it’s such a visual thing in a non visual medium. Plus, I’ve never really cared about fight scenes or car chases. Give me witty banter or romantic smoldering looks any day.
I was trying to make my daughter help me with a good guy-bad guy fight scene for the Erasing Time sequel and needed something to stand in for my people, so I grabbed a marker and some grapefruit that were on the counter.
I’m pretty sure Ian Fleming didn’t use this method. Sigh. And in case you’re wondering, the pineapple is just an innocent bystander.