I’m struggling with a heat wave (I’m a wimp when the temperature goes over 24 Celsius (75.2 F) and it’s been hitting 30 (86F)!!!) but today it feels cooler, so I should be more productive. I’m getting back into my writing routines after the mind bending experience of RWA12.
Currently I’m attempting to work on two new manuscripts. I’ll see how that goes.
Anyway…at the moment that means I’m doing a lot of research, and I love research.
One – I learn things I’d never stumble upon if I didn’t go looking.
- by questioning local musicians about their guitars I learned that most start out on one they found in a closet, or an attic in the home they grew up in. They love their “first” to death and never part with it. What a lovely detail to make a character come alive.
- reading several sources I learned that art crime is the fourth largest international crime after drugs, money laundering and illegal arm shipments.
- there are places high in the mountains on the Haida Gwaii that were left untouched by the ice ages.
Two – It grounds my story while letting my imagination fly.
Each piece of information is like a nugget of gold. When used properly in my story it creates verisimilitude. At the same time it opens up all kinds of ideas in my mind to further the story. How sweet is that!
Three – It enriches my characters, setting and plot.
Each details adds depth to the story. Doing research is like opening a treasure chest for a writer, with layer upon layer of precious gems.