It’s exciting to have a finished project, and it’s hard to get noticed.
Alone, those are just the facts. But throw in someone who has just finished their first project, and witness the gory, inadvertent self-mutilation resulting from the LOOK AT ME! explosion.
When I learned that an author I’ll call Ms. Y had a son in the Army, I asked her if she might be interested in reading Pretty Much True… . (At the time, it hadn’t yet been placed with a publisher and was just sitting around in my computer doing nothing.) She responded with “Yes,” but she also asked if I was looking for an endorsement. Continue reading
In 1987, Joyce Carol Oates was revealed to be Rosamond Smith, the author of Lives of the Twins, a mystery novel slated for publication the same year as You Must Remember This, a “real” Oates novel.
Oates was disappointed to have been discovered–“I wanted to Continue reading
Today, Nathan Bransford asks on his blog, “You tell me: What is your greatest fear as a writer?” Among the many fears readers name in the comments (success, obscurity, expectations) is this: “That I’ll be a one-hit wonder.” And I wonder, now, “What’s wrong with being a one-hit wonder?” I had a literary agent, once. […]
You often hear from people who write that writing is an isolated (isolating, even) experience, and this is probably true. But the writing is the only part that is. The rest, the part that involves getting people to read whatever it is you wrote, is a group effort. These are the people involved: The first […]