Killing the Doldrums
By Natalina Reis
You could say that DATING THE INTERN was my escape from the pandemic. When COVID-19 hit the US, I was writing a paranormal romance, a fractured fairytale. Even though there were some light moments (I don’t seem to be able to write anything totally devoid of humor), the mood of the story was rather dark. One day I realized I was not enjoying writing it. In fact, every time I sat in front of the laptop to write a few more words I got stomach cramps and couldn’t come up with anything even remotely interesting to add to the story.
I wanted to write something funny, not necessarily fluffy but definitely sprinkled with a light mood. I had been thinking of writing a fake relationship romance so I began planning DATING THE INTERN—what goes for planning in my pantser world. When COVID-19 made its spectacular entrance in the United States I was in the very early stages of coming up with a plot. I knew who the characters were going to be, and I knew that Ivy was going to be the owner and CEO of an online dating agency (a friend and I had a blast researching online dating for the book since we both have been married for so long we had no idea, lol).
I am known write several books at the same time but I was really trying to be good and focus on just one. The plan was I was going to finish my fractured fairytale and then hit the ground running with the rom com. That’s when I got stuck. I blame the pandemic. Everything looked so doom and gloom around the world that writing something serious was sucking the life out of me. So I put the fairytale in the backburner and focused solely on the rom com. It was the best thing I could have done.
Writing DATING THE INTERN shook my muse awake and gave me what I needed the most then: a chance to swoon, cry, and laugh like a mad woman (well, just a teensy weensy crazy). It was my medicine against the doldrums of a year of fear and isolation.
Thank you for sharing. I hope you have a great week.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a fun read. Cute cover!
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