So, here I am, writing a sequel to my first published novel and I find myself having to stop and take a breather over and over…because I’m writing too much.
I know, I know…You’re probably thinking, “How can you write too much?”
Well…to better explain myself…I’m writing too far ahead in the story.
In my mind, I already have the next seven books scoped out. I already know where Eli and the gang are when I end this saga. I’ve seen the end, or beginning, depending on how you view book 8 when we get there. I’ve already scribbled out the outlines for the next 3 books, and know where the last 4 will go and have jotted down a brief, yet semi-explicit summary of each. So, as I write this first sequel, I find myself already including details that will not be fully explained until far later.
Is that fair to you, the reader? Yes, but only IF I can keep your interest in my books.
I have to create a balance; a steady pace to the growth of the characters with a compelling storyline that ebbs and flows like an unfinished symphony that takes you from crescendo to crescendo, building up to that final resolution.
Thus, this is the challenge of the sequel. Not to make it bigger and better than before, but to keep the consistent interest of the reader and not suffer the Sophomore Jinx.
If you read blogs of other authors or biographies written about some, they all say the same thing about sequels…basically its do them well or don’t do them at all.
Easier said than done.
There are several authors that have taken Classics and written sequels to them….this takes, in my mind, a mighty big set of stainless-steel balls considering you are not so much standing on your own writing merits here, but on those of a long-time loved and respected author. So, in this respect…what have I got to lose?
I am writing a sequel to my own work. The only one I must do justice to is me.
And all I have to do is find the balance…