There’s a certain viewpoint that one has to take when dealing with a project as massive as Tiny Life. That viewpoint is forward thinking. Since the entire project plays on itself – that is, the first book contains a lot of “callbacks” to the last book and all the in-between books circle around a few central ideas – I have to really think about what will be happening three or four books ahead whenever I’m writing or rewriting a scene.
Without giving too much away, toward the end of the series, many of the characters will be about the same age I am now. This is bad.
As I grow older, I see my past much differently than how I saw it in previous years. As an 18-year-old, I used to think parents were just there to lend money whenever it was needed; now I know that they’re there to provide space for inevitable mistakes and to point out the best way to not repeat them. As a 22-year-old, I used to think that everyone had an interesting story if you got to know them; now I know that most people are pretty much the same. Basically, in the moment, I don’t see things clearly because I haven’t had the proper amount of time to think about it.
When it comes to the end of the series, there’s no difference. I know how I used to think about women at 8 and 12 and 15 and 20 years old. At 32, I’m not sure. So I can write a Jed relationship story pretty accurately when he’s 8 or 12 or 15 or 20 with a very realistic, deep, and humorous (maybe) point of view. If I had to write a Jed story where he meets a random woman at a bar somewhere, I’m not sure I would be able to write it very well.
It gets even worse when I look at a woman’s point of view. Basically, when it comes to relationships, women are one level above men (and often push us to get to that next level). What I mean is, when I was 8, I didn’t want to have anything to do with girls; at 12 I was interested but shy. Girls were interested, but shy at 8 and they wanted to start having some physical contact at 12. At 15 I wanted some physical contact. I know where I’m at right now (women are nice to look at but not necessarily nice to talk to), but where am I going? Where are women at when they’re 32?
I think I need to interview some friends.
Scratch that. I need to get some friends, and then interview them.
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