Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Perhaps, my agent said.
Perhaps you should consider, an editor said.
And, yes, sure, on a chapter by chapter basis (the chapters read in isolation from each other) these brand new 89 pages work pretty well.
Put the chapters together, though, and you have a momentum problem. You have a stutter stall of tension. I have tried to pretend that such problems don't exist. I have tried to look ahead to page 90. Foist myself upon it.
But the truth is the truth, and you aren't a writer if you can't be ruthless with yourself. At 3 AM this morning, I tossed 40 some pages that took me weeks to write.
I cried a little.
Then I turned the music on and danced.
When critics wonder, as some critics will, why books take so long to write, they should perhaps consider the buckets and buckets and buckets of words that get tossed to the virtual floor.