Jun 24, 2010 08:27
Summer has finally arrived! The sky has been blue or mostly blue for several days. I'm about to hang my second load of wash on the clothesline. The girls have been at acting camp all week so I've been working on my novel. Next week is our road trip to the redwoods.
It's nervewracking to have given two friends a copy of the book as it is so far. It's been a couple of days and neither of them have anything to say about it, other than "That joke you wrote (which is someone else's) is funny!". Augh. Now, I've had this thing read by four women whose opinion I care about, back when it was in its infancy, and they loved it, so it's not that I think these two new readers hate it. But I don't like the silence! The silence is freaking me out!
I think I'm writing a good story. It's not rich lush prose, it's not deep intellectual babble, it's a good story, broken into smaller good stories. I know I need to finish the 'story arc', and tighten it up a bit, but I think it's okay when a novel is just a chronological telling of someone's life, if it's interesting, you know?
Sigh. It's very hard. I knew it would be. Jean Hegland, my friend who wrote "Into the Forest" and "Windfalls" really liked it also, and gave me really good criticism, so I know the draft I have now is good. But damn it, people, can you not tell me what you like, if anything!
It's hard enough to concentrate on it when all I want to be doing is working on my series with Randy.
Summer is here. Love to you all.