Joe jumped behind the wheel of his car. He felt like he’d been swimming in his morning coffee, a triple-shot death wish, extra sugar. From the passenger seat, Susan watched him, thinking Joe looked beyond hyper. What was wrong with her best friend?
Yes, dear reader, I committed a writing faux pas in the above sentences. I shifted POV in the same paragraph—within two sentences, even!
I read something similar on the first page of a new mystery release, unfortunately.
What’s a writer to do when cautioned against narrative POV shifts but then sees the very thing in a book from a major publisher?
During the last months, I’ve been revising... Continue Reading