I made an announcement a few days ago that Deputy Ricos Tale 5, “A Reasonable Explanation,” will be released in August. Somebody asked what happened to “The Hardest Word.” Good question. That was a working title and in the end it didn’t make sense for this novel. My publisher liked the title and so did I, but I can’t write to fit a title. It doesn’t work like that.
“A Reasonable Explanation” is the same novel I started, but it didn’t go where I thought it was going because Deputy Ricos kept taking it other places. The plot I had in mind would have made sense for the former title, but it wasn’t to be. One thing is clear to me: the deputy no longer cares what I think.
The imagination that brings forth fictional works also brings all the bugaboos you can imagine. As I write on Tale 6, I’m sometimes gripped by panic. What if my readers don’t like the new novel? What if I never finish another one? What if? What if?
“So what if they don’t like it?” counters Deputy Ricos with a lot of attitude for a woman I could erase with a tap on the delete key.
The problem is that I won’t/can’t erase her and she knows it. She is in me and I am in her. If she and I never wrote another tale, she’d still be with me as long as I live.
I think I struggled to write about 80,000 words on Tale 5 before my character yanked it away from me. “Good grief,” I could just hear her say, “You have no idea what you’re doing. Go read or something. I’ve got this.”
It’s with you, Deputy Ricos. Please hold my calls.
“A Reasonable Explanation” is the same novel I started, but it didn’t go where I thought it was going because Deputy Ricos kept taking it other places. The plot I had in mind would have made sense for the former title, but it wasn’t to be. One thing is clear to me: the deputy no longer cares what I think.
The imagination that brings forth fictional works also brings all the bugaboos you can imagine. As I write on Tale 6, I’m sometimes gripped by panic. What if my readers don’t like the new novel? What if I never finish another one? What if? What if?
“So what if they don’t like it?” counters Deputy Ricos with a lot of attitude for a woman I could erase with a tap on the delete key.
The problem is that I won’t/can’t erase her and she knows it. She is in me and I am in her. If she and I never wrote another tale, she’d still be with me as long as I live.
I think I struggled to write about 80,000 words on Tale 5 before my character yanked it away from me. “Good grief,” I could just hear her say, “You have no idea what you’re doing. Go read or something. I’ve got this.”
It’s with you, Deputy Ricos. Please hold my calls.
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