And I am nervous.
There is nothing like feeling like you "nailed it" to make you worry that perhaps you hadn't a clue after all.
Because the truth is, as an author, I am only bringing fifty percent (okay, fifty-five percent) of the meaning to the reading experience. The other half comes from the reader. The other half is what they bring to the reading experience, which is why some people like some books and other people hate them.
Now, don't get me wrong, I am all about diversity in reading choices. I love reading what I want to read. Other people don't have to read the same stuff as me. It's all good. But, and here is the BIG BUT, when you give your heart to something that you've written, you kind of really want people to "get it." (Even if they don't love it. Maybe they could at least understand it, right?)
Honestly, I used to not care.
No, that is not true. I have always cared if readers were connecting with my stories. It used to be easier to know, that's all. When I was writing books of less than 1,000 words and reading them aloud to kids, it was pretty easy to tell if there was a connection or not. I would know QUICKLY if I had, indeed, "nailed" something.
But now I write longer things (okay, not always....but I cannot say anything about that, yet) and it takes TIME for readers to read it, and time for them to respond. It is no longer the microwave method--Beep! The child is laughing at the funny part--of immediate feedback.
Now I am in the crock-pot of "wait", where I have to simmer and stew, wondering if my words will be understood...or not.
The waiting does not seem to get easier.
What does get easier is the actual work. Revising, the unweaving, reweaving, snipping away, stitching together again of a story actually DOES get easier. The more you do it, the more faith you have that it CAN be done. (Of course, the double-edged sword of this is that you ALSO know how much time and effort are involved. Not for the faint of heart.)
So, I think I am going to paint my toenails while I wait. I am thinking of a very pale blue shade, even though it will probably make my toes look frost-bitten. Or zombie-esque. Oh well.
And I just finished this:
|A cool, re-imagining of Les Mis by Marie Lu.|
VERY well done.
|Cannot wait to start this one!|
|Heard many good things about this--looks like |
I found my road-trip read!
Oh, yeah...and I've got another revision to tackle. Yikes!
So, what's got you simmering and stewing this summer?