Becky Sharp didn’t so much as storm into my life as she – in typical fashion – bulldozed herself into it. The illegitimate child of an artist, she was the charity case of a finishing school with one goal and one goal only: to ascend and dominate Victorian society by any means necessary, but preferably via a rich husband with a short life span.
I’ve often said that the easiest part of being a novelist is the novel idea itself. The hard bit is taking that initial novel idea, believing in it and developing it into a novel that will capture your readers’ imagination. Thankfully, with this practical tip, the process need not be so hard.