I pretty much enjoy all the interviews with Russell Blake, and am about to listen to this one now.
This guy really digs in and asks good questions based on pre-show research, etc.
A great lady I know who has edited for magazines is editing my book before I send it off to agents. The money I’m paying her is an insult to her skill and I hope to make it up to her one day. Now I’m stuck here with nothing to do. I could paint the walls in the basement or clean out the car (I’m messy), or take the dogs to the dog park, or go to the library looking for a good book. I could do a little overtime at the job I hate, I suppose. But the truth is, I don’t want to do any of that. I want to be off on my next project.
I have a number of ideas in the hopper and I’m trying to figure out if I should go with one of them or something else altogether. Writing another book is a major undertaking so I want to make sure it’s something I like vs. something I think “will sell.” And yet it has to do that too, if I ever hope to quit that horrible job of mine (they pay me to sit next to a window and work at my own pace, the bastards). What I’d love to do is begin a follow-up to the one I just finished, but that’s a little ambitious, isn’t it? I mean, I haven’t even shown it to an agent, let alone sold it. So these are the things I’m thinking about as I try to pursue this thing called writing.
I don’t get it. When I wrote my first novel (working on an agent now), it took me 2 years and every sentence was like pulling teeth, most of the time. Now I’m 60 TNR pages into my next book after about 3 weeks and every time I sit down the words just spill forth. I know exactly where I’m going and I just go there, taking various happy detours along the way and all that. I’m getting easily a thousand words a day, sometimes more, and twice that on the weekends. My wife thinks I’m avoiding her and all I do is research my book at work (it’s a caper).
Since I’m the writer, all I can do is hope it’s good 🙂