Before I explain today’s title, I’ll remind you that the subject of research has been on my mind in a big way this month, and in last week’s blog I addressed how and when I do it.
I’ve been immersed in the final rounds of research for The Swallow’s Nest, and thinking a lot about how important facts are in fiction.
It may seem odd to you that in the home stretch of my novel, I’m still doing research. You might ask yourself why, um.
I’m not sure if this book’s going slower than my usual. I do know that it’s a tough one to write, and it’s competing with so many other absorbing activities this summer, that while I’m giving it plenty of time, it’s not taking up as much space in my head as a novel usually does.
One of them we can count on? At some point we will all be approached by someone or someones who tell us they have an idea for a book and they’ll share it if we promise to write the book for them.
Since Sunday my brainstorming partners have been in residence at our cottage on Chautauqua Lake working on a variety of books. I always love this annual retreat because so many knots are untied and ideas are embroidered.
Tonight, though, I shake my head at how little I’ve accomplished so far, other than discarding what seemed like good ideas.
Here’s a quick lesson about publishing. When an author accepts the offer of a traditional publisher, she or he gives that publisher certain rights.
I have an excellent editor, who listens and supports me. Still, I don’t like the editing process. I’m sure I’m not unusual, but at the same time, as I pointed out, many of my colleagues don’t even flinch.