In general, I don’t like novels written in first person. I think they make stories small and lead to heroines who are either boringly self-absorbed or irritatingly perfect.
I also think first person is a trap for authors. It seems easy to write – but it’s only easy to write badly.
The story I’m working on now is challenging my prejudice against first person. It’s crying out for the intimacy of I did this, I felt this, I needed this.
This is a ghost story and a love story, but the further into it I get, the more I realize it’s fundamentally the heroine’s story. Not the ghost’s. Not the lover’s.
She doesn’t really want to tell it herself. She’s not gregarious that way. But I’m the author, and I’m mean, and I think I’m going to make her do it anyway.