Although
reading is one of my chief pleasures, serendipity clearly rules my life. Sixteen
years ago four things happened in the same two week period that caused me to
take up novel writing. I’d never wanted
to be a writer and found it quite impossible to even write letters to loved
ones. I can’t even figure out what to
write on a post card or one of those pesky tiny cards that go in flower
arrangement gifts. Except novels—these
situations all still apply.
The first:
I
was just finishing up a Jayne Ann Krentz novel about a novelist. One of the lines from the book explained that
writers have so many stories of their own that they don’t want to write other
people’s story ideas. (By the way—I’ve
found this to be absolutely true. I am
bombarded with more of my own ideas than I can use and perfect strangers do approach me with story ideas.) As my husband entered the room, I tossed the
book down.
He
said, “Bad book?”
I
said sadly, “No, just disappointed. I’ve
had an idea for a book that I wanted to read since I was 15. If I had ever met a writer, I thought I’d
tell them the story, they would write it and then I would read it and know how
it ended. Now I’ve found out that they wouldn’t want it!”
The second:
He
gave me that you’re a dumb shit look
and asked, “How old are you?”
“44”
“Then
if you’d written a page a week, you’d know how it ended by now, wouldn’t you?”
I
had to agree.
The third:
I
like watching the television sitcom Dharma and Greg. An episode where Dharma inherits a violin
came on. Greg and his family insisted
she needed lessons. Her parents’ comment of
“No! If you take lessons, you
play someone else’s music.” struck a chord of intelligent reality in me. There went the stumbling block that I had to
wait for lessons before I began. (Are
you career writers horrified yet?) Besides, I live over 90 miles from the
nearest place to take any kind of
writing lessons.
The fourth:
A fortune cookie.
I was having lunch with my sister at our favorite oriental restaurant
and my fortune that day was—the world is
always ready for new talent.
And therefore—I write.
I have found that writing novels is some of the best fun
imaginable. Even if the stories are
never printed, the putting down of them and the antics of the characters is
extremely satisfying as well as amusing.
I find further satisfaction in pleasing other readers. I like for readers to let me know what
portions of my stories they like or dislike.
That way I can remove unlikable parts from my next books!
As if turning into a writer wasn’t odd enough, I turned
to writing about what I’d been doing for the last 20-plus years—troubleshooting
reading and writing problems. I wrote So…Teach
Them to Read & Write…Easily between novels. Without the practice of novel writing, I
would never have even attempted such a book!
It is my hope that readers find The Proving Zone by
Blatant Appeal enjoyable and the story behind it amusing too. And yes, there is a story there too….
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