Throughout 2011, I posted a series of authors' "second book" stories on
this blog. I was fascinated by the process of writing a second book,
partly because I had just written mine, partly because sophomore books
tend to be written under a very different set of circumstances from
debut books. I would like to thank, once more, those authors who shared
their stories:
Caragh M. O'Brien, Saundra Mitchell, Rosanne Parry, Leah Cypess, Marie Lamba, E.F. (Eileen) Watkins, Ellen Jensen Abbott, Greg Fishbone, Lauren Bjorkman, and
M. Flagg.
Every author had unique challenges, joys, and perspectives, just as
every author seemed to feel both the pressures and the opportunities
present in the sophomore novel.
And here, with my second book launching in less than two weeks, I thought I would share my own second-book story.
I alternated writing
The Secret Year with
another manuscript, which I'll refer to here as "Problem Child,"
because if our books are like children, that manuscript was certainly my
problem child. Problem Child had a narrator I loved and a central
conflict that I thought was very important. It also had a setting based
on a place in which I lived for eight years, a setting I knew very well
and haven't seen much of in YA literature. Anyway, when I got stuck with
The Secret Year I would work on Problem Child for a while, and
vice versa. There were times during this period that I thought Problem
Child would be finished first, and it might be my first novel. But it
was
The Secret Year that took wing, found me an agent, and got me a book deal.
I
thought I had the second-book problem covered: I had a manuscript that
was very far along, after all. Problem Child had already been through
countless drafts and revisions. I sent it to my agent, who had
comments--comments I agreed with, by and large, because something about
the book still didn't feel exactly right. In revising the book, I
decided I had overwritten it during all those rewritings, and I pared it
down to what I thought were the most interesting parts. I did wonder if
that made the book too thin, even skeletal, but by this time I had lost
all perspective on it. My agent thought that hacking the novel to the
bone did indeed make it too thin. I was bored with the book because I
knew every word in it by heart, but readers would need more meat.
I
tackled Problem Child once again. At the same time, a New Idea came to
me, and I wrote a draft of New Idea very quickly, in between toiling on
drafts of Problem Child. At about this time, when my agent and I were
discussing when we might want to submit Problem Child (assuming I could
ever get it in good enough shape), I told him about New Idea. I had been
wondering how Problem Child would be received by readers of
The Secret Year;
New Idea seemed a much more natural follow-up. I did not tell my agent
this, just summarized New Idea for him, and he asked how I would feel
about working on New Idea to get into submittable shape, and put Problem
Child third in the rotation. In other words, he independently came to
the same conclusion I had.
I was relieved, then excited. I loved
New Idea, and the thought of working on Problem Child any more made we
want to puke. New Idea had its own momentum; it was a story I'd had in
the back of my head for years, and it came roaring out as if it
knew it needed to be the next book. New Idea became a book called
Try Not to Breathe, and it comes out this month.
And
what of Problem Child? One reason I didn't give up on it sooner was
that something about it kept nagging at me, kept wanting to be told.
After I finished
Try Not to Breathe, I worked on it a bit more,
to see what was there, and I reached the point where I've finally
written it out of my system. It's a decent book, but it's not in the
same league as
The Secret Year or
Try Not to Breathe, and I don't want it out there with my name on it. I've tried to figure out why it doesn't
quite work.
One of my critiquers says the setting doesn't feel believable, which is
funny because, as I said, I lived in that setting. But since I didn't
live there as a high schooler, maybe that's the trouble. There's one
character in particular, the main antagonist, who I worry about
"othering" on one hand, or making too sympathetic on the other. I also
think I may have married this setting to the wrong plot; perhaps I will
use this setting in a different work, and I will use this plot with
different characters. I've come to recognize that the character of Nicki
in
Try Not to Breathe is very much like a character in Problem
Child, so you could say I've already started mining Problem Child for
its best aspects, to use in other stories. Our story ideas aren't really
dead until we're dead, so there's also a chance I will someday have the
Eureka moment on how to fix Problem Child, and will return to it and
revise it one last time. For now it's on the shelf, along with other
manuscripts I attempted before
The Secret Year, and I am quite happy to leave it there.
So in some ways, my second book was impossibly difficult (Problem Child). In other ways, it was incredibly smooth and quick (
Try Not to Breathe).
Try Not to Breathe
is the book that almost wrote itself. I put in plenty of hours on it,
and in the early drafts I wandered around for a while in some early
chapters that ended up getting cut, and I had to make a couple of big
changes during revision. But overall, the story and the characters had a
strength and a life that made them impossible for me to ignore. This is
the book I can stand behind.