If I could put time in a bottle
I’d spend every moment with you…
(or something like that)
When writing, time is important, at least to me as a writer. I sometimes get hung up on it, trying to keep track of the days of the weeks and the months and the seasons and… When I read, I do the same thing. If it was Friday night in the last chapter, it better be Saturday when they wake up the next morning.
In BG1, most of it takes place in the late fall through winter. The follow season or two are much faster. Which means I had to correctly place the holidays and make sure they put on coats. Since it was winter, the days are shorter so there would be less time for outdoor activities. In BG2, it is mostly late spring through winter. Hotter’n heck. So when they dress up to go out to dinner, they won’t be wearing turtlenecks.
I try to not mention time since that means I would need to keep track of it. Readers want to get lost in your story and little things like time will pull them out.
But time has to be mentioned, else there is no base, no foundation. If they go outside with jackets on, will they smell the flowers from the hanging planters on the porch? If they sit on the back porch and watch the sunset, then they’d see the sunrise from the front porch.
I am blah blah-ing about this because I am fussing at myself.
Writer, heal thyself? No, Writer Plot Thyself?