Writing a Wrong is a meaningless, unnecessary and poorly-written book that is not worth your time or money.
I picked up this book only because I am trying to work through all the unread books on my bookshelf and Kindle. Writing a Wrong has been on my Kindle since I read its prequel, The Write Stuff way back in 2014. I remember enjoying that story for what it was - a mildly entertaining romance story - so I was hoping its sequel would offer much the same.
Except I didn’t realise it was an actual sequel to the same story; I had thought it would be a companion sequel that followed a different set of characters within the same world. Writing a Wrong was not that sequel. Instead, it read like an extended epilogue to explore the characters’ happily ever after.
You know when your favourite sequel is released and you roll your eyes while reading the explanations designed to refresh your memory because you already know the story like the back of your hand? Writing a Wrong had none of that. I have no memory of what happened in book one, so it took me a while to realise that this book followed the same characters as the first one. It was clear that this book picked up right where the previous one left off, which begs the question as to why it was separated into another book.
The Write Stuff is a story about an indie author falling in love with her cover model and number one fanboy. Writing a Wrong essentially follows the story after they achieve their happily ever after, with fame! and notoriety! and travelling! and money! and book promotion! thrown into the mix to complicate their already grossly undeveloped relationship. In theory, this story appeals to me (hence why I bought copies two years ago), but oh my god it is so awful.
1) Character development, where are you? Who are these characters? What sets them apart from each other? Who are the authors that go on tour with Nicole? Wait, you mean I don’t get to meet them? We don’t explore their characters at all? But they’re on a tour bus with the main character - we don’t even get to say ‘hello’? Nicole is talking about these characters as though we’ve met them before, as though we should know them - oh, right, it’s been two years since we read that book. Oops.
There was absolutely no character development. The characters remain flat and indistinguishable from beginning to end. There were names floating around the pages, but I lost track of them all very quickly because I didn’t know who they were, and I was never given an opportunity to remedy that.
2) All lead-up and no climax. In primary school my teachers taught me to employ creative writing techniques where I would show things to my readers rather than tell them everything. None of those techniques were utilised in this book. It read like a long-winded explanation from the narrator with a few lines of dialogue that seemed out-of-place after extensive paragraphs. Details were skipped over, and key events were summarised in no more than a single paragraph.
For example, as part of the book promotional tour, Nicole agrees to do an interview on TV - we spend a couple of chapters hearing about how anxious she is about this, how she doubts herself, then how she prepares herself, and then nothing. Just a measly little paragraph tacked onto the end of a chapter to tell us that she did the interview and it went okay - time to move onto the next thing. I was actually looking forward to reading about the interview, wondering if she’d slip up and say something that would upset her cover model lover back home, but no - we got absolutely nothing.
3)
“You all have got to stop calling each other sluts and whores. It just makes it okay for guys to call you sluts and whores.”
Nicole and her friend/agent/whatever love to call each other every derogatory term that has ever been used against women. I’m all for reclaiming labels, but this book is Exhibit A of how-to-fail-reclaiming-labels. I suffered an extreme case of second-hand embarrassment when reading the dialogue between these characters - it brought the whole tone of the book down and made the characters read more like giggling fourteen-year-olds rather than mature twenty-somethings.
4) Author manifesto. I understand that there will always be a personal part of authors in their books - beliefs, character traits, settings, values, plot, etc - but Writing a Wrong went well beyond that. Every few pages there would be an odd tidbit of information added into the book that felt so out-of-place and unnecessary, and these eventually started to sound like the author’s voice trying to speak to me directly. Whether it was criticising the draught horses in New York City or exploring the struggles of indie authors, there were some comments that just did not fit into the story. Like this one:
“Truthfully, it was the Twilight series that sparked my interest in writing. Despite all the haters, no other book grabbed my attention like that one had at that time. It was the gateway to many other amazing books I probably would have never picked up.”
This is a quote from the main character, but it may as well be from King herself. Many of us will always acknowledge Twilight in opening the world of books up to us, whether as a reader or a writer. There are so many stories that have been inspired by Twilight, and I have no doubt that this character and/or author were too. That’s fine, I have nothing against Twilight or its influence - my issue is the fact that this book is dreadfully awful. Compared to Writing a Wrong, Fifty Shades of Grey is a critically-acclaimed work of literature. I question why the author would choose to make such a link to Twilight when this book is so obviously inferior. It’s doing nothing to make your own book look any better.
5) Pacing - WTF?? The book was so clumsily structured and planned to the point where key events were skipped over and poorly developed. Characters changed their emotions at lightning speed, then made stupid emotionally-charged decisions as though they were toddlers. Then they would screw things up, but no need to worry, they were forgiven instantly on the next page anyway. Ugh, it was just all so terrible.
6) Romance novel with no romance. I just do not understand how this is considered to be a romance novel when there was absolutely no shred of fluff to be read. Nothing. There were some attempts at sexier scenes, but these were summarised in a neat little sentence to ensure that the chapter progressed to include a 100-point summary of Nicole’s life that day/week/month (see pacing issues). The only sex scene with some shred of detail was more of a rape scene, but by that point of the book I was skimming and couldn’t bring myself to read the details.
This book is awful. I hated every minute of reading it. I could not believe that a book could be so bad, but here it is - the Most Awful Book I Have Ever Read.