Sussing Out the Clues

Do our brains crave puzzles? Do we need to be challenged? Is that why we love a good mystery? Or do we love romance more? 

That is the conundrum I found myself in when trying to decide on the main thrust of my next novel. When I wrote Dance the Dream Awake, I was coming from the mystery suspense genre, but with a love interest. (What would life be without love?)

When I started my follow-up novel, I fell in love with the past life (romance) and ended up pulling out that back story as a stand-alone Historical Romance (but still with mystery/suspense interwoven), Haiku Dance.

Now, I’m back at writing that novel I interrupted, Dance the Edge. And I’m stuck trying to figure out which way to bend my story—toward the mystery or the romance. I wonder how many writers with cross over novels go through this? There are so many cross-overs these days and I’m confused as to where I fit—am I romance writer adding mystery, or a mystery writer with a romantic side?

I’ve had this confusion swirling around my brain as I tried to hone in on my story.  So, I started reading the best writers of Romantic Suspense that were recommended to me by a well-read, successful romance author (hoping to clarify where I fit). But the writing was too soft for me. And they were heavy on the romance and light on the mystery.  Not enough challenge.

Then I picked up an adventure/mystery (little romance to be had) and found I was more excited reading a good mystery—but it lacked adequate romance. (Male author—go figure.)

Then I began wondering why I respond to mysteries and why people in general like mysteries. (There’s no big mystery about why we like romance—sexual tension always makes a story stronger)

This past week, while bored with my ineffectual attempts at writing of late, I picked up a medium difficulty level book of Sudoku puzzles to distract myself. I began whipping through the puzzles with 100% accuracy. Last year I had a hard time doing the White belt, easy level—with only about 50-50% accuracy, and now I was in the Green Belt book and it was too easy!?

Just to be sure it wasn't a fluke, I found the Brown Belt, hardest level Sudoku book I had laying around (no Black Belt). It was still easy and I was getting through it pretty fast. What was going on? What had changed from last year to this? 

I thought about all the extracurricular activities I’ve been involved with this past year (I’ll save that subject for my newsletter coming out soon--sign up on this page) and how they must have strengthened that part of my brain that does puzzle solving. 

From Psychology Today, Vol. 15, 1982 (Steinberg and Davidson), I quote, “Solving puzzles entails the ability to compare hidden information in a puzzle with information already in memory . . . and combine that information to form novel (new) information and ideas.” In my-speak: sussing out the clues to get to that aha! moment.

It must be that primitive part of the brain that early man developed to analyze clues to figure out how to find the big game, what food was safe to eat, where the water was, etc. I'm no neuroscientist but maybe I had unwittingly strengthened a part of my brain with all the different 'adventures' I explored this past year (and here I thought my memory was getting worse, but clearly another part of my brain has gotten stronger).

There is a story riddle by Alcuin (c. 735-804) that goes like this: A man had to cross the river with a wolf, a lamb and a head of cabbage. Problem was, he had a boat that would hold himself and only one other item at a time. Conundrum: if left alone together, wolf would eat the lamb, lamb would eat the cabbage. How does he get all of them safely to the other side?

Can you solve this mystery/puzzle before reading the solution?

Solution: He took the lamb across first, leaving him there to go back for the wolf. But when he brought the wolf across, he took the lamb back with him. On the return trip he left the lamb and took the cabbage. His final trip across was to get the lamb. 

See our minds love a puzzle--and it's rewarding when we find the solution.

So—long story short, I sense I need to lean harder into the mystery angle. My mind appears to be strongly motivated to suss out clues. But I will continue to have a strong romantic element to be sure. (C'mon, those sex scenes are fun to write.)

What do you prefer—a good romance or a good mystery? 

Do you like puzzles?

Who is that Rock?

Joining other writers who are posting 8 lines from their work in process, this is an excerpt from my  novel,  Dance the Dream Awake. You can find other writers participating and their work by clicking on Weekend Writing Warriors.

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After breakfast, I took out the sketches I’d made and worked on creating a painting while the hours slipped away. Isabella came early to tidy up and worked quietly, careful not to disturb me.

When I finally took a break in the early afternoon, she came and stood behind me. “May I see, Señora?”

“Please, call me Tessa.

“Is very nice. Who is una viejecita?”

“What old woman?” I asked as I squinted at my painting of rocks at the seashore.

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Confessions of a Delinquent Writer

When I disappear for days, you might think I’m slacking off blogging, I do that now and again (more again, lately), but that’s not the real reason this week. 

Procrastination? No. Well, I do that, too, but not this week—I simply had unavoidable interruptions.

Writer’s block? No. Okay, I might be lying about that, but only because I subscribe to the belief that there is no writer’s block. It’s really that you don’t know your character(s) well enough. So, okay, I sort of had to do some backtracking there and learn my character better, but I’m still not admitting to writer’s block.

What I’ve been doing is what writer’s do. I have been hot on the trail of one of my characters and had to do lots of research that was so interesting I couldn’t unplug to do a post sooner. Then I had to have him talk to me and write down every word. It’s about concentration. I am not ambidextrous in switching writer tasks and I can’t switch gears when my concentration is focused like a laser (that means OCD to get this character nailed).

So,

I’ve slacked off Facebook, and been missing far too many Johnny Depp pictures quotes.

And, been missing from Twitter, they’ve changed Tweetdeck, well, they did that a while ago  so it’s not the real reason I’ve slacked off. I haven’t been tweeting much, but following oodles and oodles of nice people.

I’ve also been reading lots of posts (hurriedly, I admit, so I didn’t leave many comments – no footprints to prove it.

So, all in all a great week—for a writer, but not so much for maintaining a platform or promoting.

To prove it, here are a few places I have been that you might want to check out:

• Confucius quotes: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/c/confucius.html  Here is one you may not have known was Confucius and suits a writer: Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
• If Confucius is too esoteric, try Johnny Depp's quotes over at Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/88280.Johnny_Depp?auto_login_attempted=true
• Chuck Wendig’s gnarly blog had one great recipe that I tried because I was in a hurry to get back to writing and it was quick. I changed it up a bit and added coconut milk instead of regular milk and cream—absolutely loved it. Even my husband said it was the best soup I ever made. If you don’t cook, you might just like to read his outrageous style. He appeals to the irreverent in me: http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/03/27/i-got-your-soups-right-here-pal/
• I visited William Doonan’s site and downloaded his new book about zombies in ancient Peru—and the present day dig?--Don’t know yet, haven’t finished the book—I’m hot into writing, remember? The style of the book is intriguing and you might want to check it out. I’m not usually a zombie person, but this is ancient curse stuff and that I love.
  http://williamdoonan.wordpress.com/

I could give you more but that takes me away from my writing for too long and need to get back. ‘till next week. . . .

Do you get obsessive when you write?  When you read? (Yeah, I do that, too.)