My writing style has changed, I think, in the last two novellas. And I feel like something bigger is clicking. I’m not just crafting sentences, words, characters, and emotions. I feel like I’m crafting the whole plot, finding and seeing little threads to weave in and out.
I feel like I’m shaping the whole novel, rather than the pieces.
Yet it’s strange to see how much of my writing style is still the same from seven years ago.
But it still feels different. I guess I feel like I have more control over the big picture. And I don't know why my style is changing.
Writing is a weird thing, though. Because when you think you’re growing, when you think you’re changing for the better, the fears come out to play.
What if, in changing, I’m losing the bits that the readers liked and connected with? What if I’m editing out the good bits? What if, in stretching myself, I’ve gone too far this time?
I love Nora’s books, and I love her style. Lately, I’ve wondered if she hasn’t outgrown some of her readers, you know? Her style has gotten much more wordy and vivid and ... I don’t know. She uses bigger words now, more complex sentences. I’d definitely say she’s a better writer, definitely. But I’ve heard more than a few people complaining that they just don’t connect with her spark anymore--non-writers, so it’s not like there’s jealousy or easy-target in what they’re feeling.
Hah! Does it sound like I’m comparing myself with Nora? I certainly didn’t mean to, LOL. I’m so not there yet.
But I was just wondering if there’s a point at which growing as a writer can make your readership less ... wide. What if you grow past that which your readers connected to in the first place?
I used to think I was pretty down to earth and not at all neurotic about my writing.
But sheesh. It would be embarrassing, if I got embarrassed about such things. :-)