Writing books can be fun, challenging, hair pulling hard, and I’m-never-going-to-do-this again, and all that in a one day. When you’re just about prepared to bang the laptop to submission, you find a website which tells you just about what you had spent past two hours looking for, or you talk to someone who says, oh, check that site, and you’ll find out!
My biggest problem is research – as in I love doing it. Which means I tend to get lost among all those wonderful websites which have gruesome or funky stories about crime. Or I go to the library, browse shelves there and stumble on a book about poisons, or I check out Amazon for a book and then that one has that wonderful also-bought section which means that I end up checking out those too. I mean I have to, right? I have to be sure, what a particular building part is called and what it connects to and how much a sheet of metal which can fall on someone weighs, and obviously search all medical sites on what happens when X happens. But while the research is fun, often rewarding, my goal is always to ensure that whatever ultimately ends up in my books, the details are within reason.