This one was interesting. It started with a glimmer of an idea and
although I planned out a few scenes I pretty much wrote straight through.
This, of course, is a crazy way to write!
At any given point, you my run out of steam or (gasp!) words…
It didn’t happen. I managed to reach those 50,000 words, with days to spare.
There is still story left to finish the book, probably two or three more
chapters.
What I did on this book was to write each chapter pretty much as a
scene. Some are more self-contained than others, but these scenes that extend
beyond a moment are linked by it.
I’m not done yet, but as I write this I wonder if it was at all
what I intended to begin with and realize that it was always a work in flux. I
don’t recommend doing it this way on a deadline but it was still quite a rush!
The ending that I envisioned when the idea took hold of me is
probably only going to be hinted at – a literary big tease? The part I thought
would be the most interesting, once I began to write it, became the most boring
and ended being nothing more than a few sentences to segue into action scenes.
What of the gravitas of politics, religion, and a cultural
revolution? Some of it is in there. I am sure that it is not as originally
intended. Will it be glaringly offensive, shocking, or even
daring? I don’t know. Some of it was awfully uncomfortable to write and some scenes
suggested themselves that made me cringe. Will it be easier to read that it was
to write? We shall see.
Some characters emerged that I had not planned but it was they who
dictated their fate. I just wrote what the voices told me…
Despite certain trepidation about some of the content in this
project, I never fell behind this year. There were a few times when I was not
sure where I was going because I had not planned that far ahead. This did not
affect output as much as I feared it might.
And the research was fascinating. Not all of it made it in the
book, but there’s some fun Hawai’ian trivia floating in my head, some
sustainability data, and lots of very colorful reef creatures!
For those who asked: Yes, I will finish it. I will edit. I will
publish.
I hope that May
You Grow Old and Fat has
its own voice (not necessarily mine), and that there are at least a dozen
moments that are strong and colorful and emotionally cathartic enough to
ingrain themselves in the readers’ souls. But that part is not up to me.
Finally, there were some lovely people whose support was very
palpable and I thank them for it. Y’all know who you are: feel the virtual hugs
and occasional kisses (some with tongue!).