Halfway home
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Is it possible to be partially pregnant? Cause that’s how I feel. Minus the midnight cravings and having to pee all the time.
I’ve written my way to the mid-point of my still unnamed Book #2. For me, this is a major glass half-full/half-empty moment. This is where I get nervous and twitchy, finding myself so deeply immersed in the story that I lose all perspective as to whether I’m simply spinning my wheels. I feel like Evel Knievel, jumping the fountain at Caesar’s Palace. I’m halfway across, the crowd is cheering––the view is stunning. All that’s left is the landing. And hey, what’s that ambulance doing down there?
Speaking of this new book, I really, really, really do need to give it at least a working title. Some authors start with a title and go from there. That must be nice. Here I am with a literary toddler running around and when people ask me what his name is, I'm forced to tell them, Baby Boy Doe.
I did this once before, in my advertising career. We landed a ripe new account, but my partner and I had signed no-compete agreements with the prior agency years earlier. We weren’t sure if we were legally able to take on this new piece of business at the time, so for a month it was discussed, trafficked and billed under the name––“Secret Mystery Client.”
So for now, until I come up with a title, just think of this new book as “Secret Mystery Novel.” But it’s not a mystery. It’s actually more of, um––forget it, you know what I mean…
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