psespective
Couple days ago, Dave Wolverton, wis acting as my agent for my mainstream novel DARE, gives me a name and address and says send the ms there. Slushreader wants to see it. So I do and I've been rereading the book since, doing some minor tinkering since I haven't looked at it in a long time, and I discover something pretty interesting: I'm not just a pretty good writer. I'm a DAMN good writer. I wrote a DAMN good book. How about that? Now, I hear folks say that to me now and then and that feels pretty good to hear, especially when it happens after a storm of alas and no and good luck elsewhere (but mostly I get silence, the ultimate rejection), so it's refreshing to hear folks tell me good. And sometimes I even tell myself that I know how to do this job. But I don't LISTEN, you know what I mean? Now, I'm rereading a novel I wrote--and I hear IT. I see it. And whether or not anybody else (besides the occasional slushpile reader and me and Dave) ever sees this book)--I KNOW. How about that?