| |  48 hours ago someone told me to start reading a book. It's on the couch next to me and all I can do is look at it and think 'wow'. The tracks from the tears are drying on my face as my mind still registers what I have read. I want to read it again... but I also want to give it to so many people to read. The author found a way to make me a part of the book and I didn't even notice until the final chapter that the letters Charile was writing were to me...
I don't know what to read next... nothing will have the same impact. And I want my books to have that sort of impact, and one day I will write a book that hopefully is close to being as good as this one was.
I figured something out today. I got Ten Big Ones by Janet Evanovich today.... coincidentally one of the authors who I look to for inspiration for my novel... and I noticed something about her books. I sat for a minute, then figured it out... her books are the size and length that I want On The Rocks and the rest of the novels in my series to be. I have always used Confess Fletch by Gregory McDonald and One For The Money by Janet E. as comparison standards... or really companion pieces to my novel, but when I look at them, and what I have written, I shocked myself today.
The Evanovich and McDonald books are all the same size and length... the perfect length for and easy read. Ten Big Ones is approximately 90,000 words... 310 pages long. Fletch is a little less, I can't remember the exact count right now. My novel as it stands is 2/3 to 3/4 done... and it already stands at about 85,000 words. To tell you the truth, I've felt like I have been getting no where with it lately. My one reader (a god-send) is my only link to it's structure and cohesiveness (probably spelled wrong... but it's 3:47am and I don't care). I think she would have told me if there was anything wrong with it... but I still can't believe that I have already written a novel as long as my two favorites. It makes me feel proud and shows me that I can do it...
The people at work want to read what I have written. I'm choosy about my audience right now, and I think I should be. It's funny because the first person to read the chapters hasn't seen the novel in over six months, but I still consider him the real test. People have gotten to know my writing, but he knows it. I think when the novel is done, it will go to him first and no one sees it until he calls me and tells me what he thinks.
I want to write... but I am content reading and listening right now. I'll make my move when the time is right and the novel will be better than I ever imagined it to be. But right now, I delve into the works of others. I love being able to do that. It comes with the territory... you know... the perks of being a wallflower!
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| | Posted 8/7/2004 4:00 PM - 1 view - 3 comments
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