Once upon a time, in the distant land of Australia, a young writer got an idea. That idea was to write a book, a book about assassins and one woman who accidentally got mixed in with them. The writer picked up her laptop with only one thing motivating her, the desire to write a story. Which was fine. The writer was happy, getting down her dark tale of misfortune peppered with her weird humour, all the while ignoring the publishing process. That could be handled later. But one day, something horrible happened. A friend asked the most dreaded question:
“What genre is it?”
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, writing is so much more involved than I initially thought. And todays topic of contemplation is genres.
When I started writing, I decided I would finish the book first, then choose a genre. Because I didn’t want to accidentally limit myself by deciding my book wasn’t fitting the genre I chose and be forced to change it when I didn’t want to. Well, now I face the issue of choosing a genre that fits my writing.
There are hundreds of genres, sub genres and genre combinations. Which means there are hundreds of options to look through and choose from.
And of course, my book likely falls into more than one genre. Which ones do I choose? How will that affect the readers my book brings in? It’s difficult enough to find a list of all the different genres that exist, let alone figure out which ones my book falls under.
With all the things I need to google, no wonder I’m so slow at writing.