When you’re an author, getting writer’s block is a bad thing, and no more so than when you decide that you want to tell a story, but don’t even know what to write about.
So what do you do?
One of the most common pieces of advice that’s given to aspiring novelists is to write about what you know. And I’d agree with that sentiment one hundred per cent, because writing about things you really know about lends a tangible, edible authenticity to your writing. It’s words I live by even now, with five books under my belt.
I’d also say write about what you love, because putting that love into your writing is a sure way to really include the spark, the magic, the one impossible-to-bottle ingredient that will just lift your story off the page and straight into your reader’s heart.
So for me, it was a no-brainer:about heavy metal. Heavy metal, that magical sound of distorted guitar, had been a part of my life for as long as I could remember. And having devoured the weekly metal mags and watched the late night TV programmes as a teenager, before too long I realised that I not only loved the music, but I also knew loads about the personalities, workings and machinations that ruled within the world that ruled me.
