Back to Work

Did the family thing. Got to get back to work. My agent has been working hard on placing my ms. and I have polished the prose even more. I was trying to reread it to get an idea for a new title, but dammit, every time I reread this thing I keep finding better ways to write it. I have concluded that, for me, at least, the writing process is ever fluid. Not like painting a painting or sculpting a sculpture, or even composing a song. For those things, there is definitely a point where there is nothing more that can be done. A point where I can say, this is done...period.

But for a novel, not so. I suppose it's because of the mere length of it. So much more goes into writing a book. The research, the many characters, the plot, the subplots, a theme, not to mention its construction - a beginning, a middle, and an ending. (Sure songs have that, but try comparing a five minute song to a 300-plus page novel.) Even the ending is not as if it's just, boom, it's over. There's the climax, the build-up to the climax, the resolution, or denouement.

So I have found, that a novel is never "done." Until it's published. Then it's done. And only then.