Summer’s leaving. We’re experiencing a drought here, as are most of the Great Plains states. Of course, this has nothing to do with my infrequent blog posting these days. I am well-watered and fed, unlike the corn plants I see from my window.
I love to write. I even love to edit, which is an acquired taste. As in drinking whiskey or brandy, revision can involve the same tendency to hold my breath as it burns and the same hope for euphoria, which may or may not come. Although my blog doesn’t reflect it, I’ve been writing and editing during almost every available hour. Keeping momentum, I revise and edit and soon, my current novel will, like a college freshman leaving home for the school year, try to make friends with a literary agent, improve itself and live a life fraught with moral dilemmas.
It’s a big job. There’s not just the novel to write and perfect, but also synopses of varying lengths, sales pitches and query letters tailored to those agents I desire. This is all part of the writing life.
Today I read this wonderful article by Dani Shapiro, “On Living a Writer’s Life.” If you are a writer or if you ever dreamed of being one, you’ll appreciate the romance and the realism of the life she describes. Thanks to Dani for her contribution to my blog today.
I hope you enjoy it. I’ll be in the next room, revising that query letter.