Last night I worked on one of the scenes I’ve been struggling with in the WIP. I added details, dialogue, but the scene just felt . . . flat. So I took a close look at the scene to try and figure out what was wrong. I figured it out almost immediately: the point of view.

The scene is from the heroine’s point of view. So I considered what the scene reveals, why telling it from her POV is important. Then it hit me; the scene doesn’t reveal anything new, not from her point of view. So I switched it. Now it’s from the hero’s POV, and suddenly the scene is infused with emotion. It’s no longer two people having a conversation. It’s a conversation with underlying hope and longing.

One of those moments when the story clicks into place.