So I meant to write this ages ago, and then didn’t, because, um, apples. Among other things.
So if anyone is interested, um, random stuff about Evie’s Job. Also about settings and how much I’m thinking about those, or not thinking about them, as the case may be.
But also, um, spoilers, as an aside… which I think don’t really matter cause how Evie’s Job isn’t a thriller. And how I keep saying it ends happily in the blurbs. So not spoilers, exactly, except they kind of ever-so-slightly are, because this is about the epilogue… so just in case you want to stop here…?
Okay, you don’t? Yay!
So anyways, someone on Wattpad said, basically, what’s going on with Evie and Natalie’s law firm, and how badly it’s run, in that suddenly everyone’s getting fired… which is, yes, fair enough. And which is also kind of way too complicated to explain there because 2000-character limit on comments…
Um, so first the reason is really, well, something needed to happen for a dramatic ending, to push them into that last bit of commitment and stuff, and this was just kind of it. But also, the basic idea with the firm’s money problems is that they’d been badly affected by the recession, and their clients were losing money, and spending less on lawyers, and so the law firm was laying people off. Which yes, I stole from The Good Wife… um… never mind. But which I also say is totally true and believable and real, because, well, The Good Wife… another um… although apparently this did kind of happen for real in the US, with law firms. So the internets says, which must be true.
Except I don’t actually know because I’m not in the US and that leads to kind of the point of all this.
I kind of keep thinking I should write more like I’m there, rather than here, even though really, for stories like this, who cares. And yes, I think that even though I keep saying barrister and ute and singlet. Although with barrister in Evie’s job it was a bit late by the time of thought of it, really, because I have no idea how US law practices work. Except what I see on the Good Wife.
But for the rest, I’m not sure.
So I said things in Evie’s Job about the harbour views, and things, and then I well, stopped. Because after a couple of times I thought about and decided it was better without anything especially Sydney in it, since that might just confuse everyone else. Like no split-level trains or morton bay fig trees or ferries or lunch in the domain watching office workers play footie or whatever, which the rest of you won’t get. And also, actually, driving from Sydney Uni to the city probably happens a bit unrealistically quick, except that the law school final-year lectures might actually be on a different campus, in the city, I think… so that’s just confusing. And also, quite honestly, there’s probably huge problems with everything about Natalie’s apartment, and where it can be seen from, and what the view is from there, especially about how close it is to her work, because Sydney’s CDB is on a slope, basically, and the bridge is kind of down underneath everything and out of sight a lot of the time, and I think most of the banks – and so probably big law firms – are all at the other end of everything from the actual harbour and the water, so, yeah… um. That too. So probably the bridge Evie is looking at all fondly is actually the one at the start of the Western Distributor, whatever that’s called… which kind of doesn’t look the same, so maybe she should have realized…
Um, anyways. Not that I know or anything because I don’t spend a lot of time hanging in multi-million-dollar apartments, and no-one else actually seems to either, or at least they aren’t telling me, so never mind about that too…
Although, here. Just in case its useful for imagining for some other time. Parks. Trees. Ferries. That tree is in the same park, it looks like, at least until someone changes the picture. And you get a picture of that particular ferry because I just happen to like the inner harbour ferries better, cause the Manly ones are sort of boxy. And I can’t find a picture of a train, but kind of up-and-down carriages, so you get on in the middle and go half-up or half-down to seats.
Anyways, what all this is about is basically, I don’t actually know if I’m writing for Australians or not. So everything’s set in Australia, yes. But I don’t actually know if it’s for Australians, and so I should be filling everything with obscure Australia references the rest of you won’t understand. Like about trees and trains and the domain. Or whether, it’s set in Australia but not for Australians, so I should be trying to be less, um, local, so anyone reading anywhere can understand.
Less local does seem better, though, because deliberately trying to confuse other people seems a bit silly and rednecky, and so intentional vagueness and generality is sort of what I’m doing now. Because most people reading things aren’t actually Australians, as far as I know.
But I still wonder about this a bit.
Because it kind of makes a difference to all this local scenery stuff, is all. And also for odd little details in stories, like the one I can think of most obviously is cars and which side of them people are on, and whether at some point someone in the US might suddenly think it’s weird how many left-handed people there are in stories, or something, because they all go getting into cars, and then reaching over to each other, and doing this or that, and it might all get odd because of some weird mirror-imaging thing. But actually, none of it was meant to mean anything, just I hadn’t remembered about people driving on the other side of the road other places.
And also saying anything about the weather being hot at Christmas, that too.
So anyways. All this matters a bit for what happened to the law firm in Evie’s Job, because our GFC wasn’t nearly as bad as everyone else’s, I think, so either all this recessiony is still about to happen, and Evie’s Job is in Sydney and now, or despite the blah-harbour thing, it was actually set in the US or Europe, so was happening about 2008, and it’s a completely different harbour. And five years ago.
And to be honest… I don’t know. And also, I probably should have mentioned which it was sometime before the last 10 pages of the book…
Anyways. So all of that. And I’m still thinking about the Australian-writing or not thing. And I’m also starting to realize that I think I can’t describe stuff I see every day very well either, because it’s just there. So this is a bit weird, because when I go and look for it, there’s mentions of shops and malls and houses I’ve lived in scattered all through everything, but you can’t actually tell, I don’t think, because they’re not actually described at all, its more I just go, “oh yeah, they walked down the hall and did stuff and then went to the local shops” and never actually say where or what it looks like. So I know, and that it’s a right-hand-turn at the end of the hallway, or a three-level mezzanine at the mall, but I never actually explain that properly. Unlike in, say, Pictures of Jemima or Coming Home, where describey stuff actually gets talked about.
But maybe that’s normal and how everyone writes. I don’t know.
Oh yeah, Zoe happens in a Jigsaw, if anyone cares. Just if you want to go look and see what kind of stuff they were trying on or something. Except that actually it wouldn’t be that stuff, come to think, because that was a year ago, so their collections will have changed completely, so that tells you nothing, really, so never mind. And also, that mall wasn’t actually a real mall, it was more the mythical empty foreboding mall that was in TV news reports about retail slowdowns. If that makes any sense?
Although weirdly, while looking for that linky just now… apparently our jigsaw is different to everyone else’s? So that’s weird. But that’s our one if you care.
Um, anyways. All that. And thinking about settings.
So the last bit is just that actually, if anyone who lives somewhere more interesting than here wanted a story set in their place, I’d actually be quite happy to try. Like if someone tells me what the air smells like and what people do for fun, then pretty much I can get the rest off Wikipedia. Um, I’m more squiffy towards the middlely northern bits of the US for what that’s worth, but any’s probably worth trying…
Anyway, that was all. I meant to say all this ages ago and then didn’t. Just in case anyone who knows Sydney is just getting totally confused!