In my
first novel, Hawks, which was
pre-9/11, I had an idea about why someone would cause a commercial jetliner to
crash. The story rose up around that
central idea and became a novel about the airline industry and top executives
in crisis at an airline. A new digital
version of that book will launch by the end of the year.
In my legal thriller, A Question of
Proof, the protagonist, a lawyer , was so much like me – same background,
profession, concerns, values – that character was in many ways a given, so constructing an engrossing plot
was uppermost in my thinking. The plot
about his lover charged with murdering her husband had to twist and turn and the stakes had to be the psychic equivalent of life
and death before I could even think the character could become the basis of a
novel.
But
what I find most intriguing is when an opening line pops into my head and that starts me thinking
in directions, both of character and of plot, I might never have considered before. Who said it?
What was happening? What could
result? That
obsessive creativity is why we write. For that and, of course, for money.
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