Nateskate
09-29-2005, 06:10 AM
I'm just blowing off steam. Not bad steam, just plain white steam.
It feels like I've been here forever, and by now I should be on book ten or eleven. Every now and then I get that same feeling when I come here that I get when I walk by the guy at the library desk who asks, "How's the book coming?" Far too many people know I'm writing a book!
I owe a hundred first copies, signed of course. People at work are expecting me to ride up in a white Mercedes after my first or second million comes rolling in, at which time I buy dinner for the office and quit my day job. This is all because of an inadvertant "Woo hoo" that bleeped out when I got an email from an agent. Sure they knew I was working on a story, but I think up to that point, it was in the same way that movie watchers knew that Russel Crow was working on government intelligence in "A Beautiful Mind".
For what it's worth, I haven't been signed. For what it's worth, I haven't been rejected either. I've never seen such a hurry up and wait business, but I was forewarned.
Yet, I'm not worried about it. As Uncle Jim suggested, write the best book you can, and let the rest take care of itself.
Well, then of course, I never did anything the easy way. I had to finish the entire epic fantasy instead of one book at a time. And when I finished, that was only the beginning of rewrites. And although it was good enough for Beta Readers, I realized it wasn't near where it had to be.
And there was always one particular hitch, and Tolkien lovers might understand this best. My entire story is like Star Wars or Lord of the Rings. The first series was not the beginning of the story. It was just Luke Skywalker's story. And I wrestled like crazy with how to give enough backstory to this series without gumming up the works.
Guess what happened? I wrote four different beginnings. And then guess what? I decided why not just begin at the beginning? That's not so easy, so stop laughing right now! :)
Well, that turned into the new book one!
I never planned to contact agents or do anything until Book one was finished. I wrote it out and gave it to a pro editor, one that I actually offered to pay, and had a down payment, and happened to be in london when the bombs went off. She had it, and my wife told her (not what I said) that I didn't expect it back until the end of the summer. (expecting it back in weeks)
Then things got sticky, because somewhere in this whole thing, before I got the edit back (Long story) I wound up sitting with a guy (truth) whose firm represented the Tolkien Estate. And I didn't know he was who he was when he asked about my story. (truth- I thought he was a college prof), or that a bunch of agents were about to show up at our table (truth is stranger than fiction) or that they'd be interested enough to ask me to write them.
Well, I kind of was "What do I do now? Wait for the edit, or send it now?" It wasn't that it wasn't presentable. I just never did this before and wanted a perfect manuscript.
It didn't matter. Either slugs deliver mail in New York, or clocks tick in a different cadence there, but I didn't hear a peep for nearly a month, and figured, "Oh well." (yawn)
I actually got 1/2 the edited manuscript back from the editor days after getting a reply from one of the agents (still haven't heard from the other???)
They were interested. (Woo hoo at work).
Now, the editor made this slight suggestion. (Add a strong female character) -excuse me? Did I hear you right?
Well, I could have argued. I had a strong female character, but they didn't count because they weren't quite human. But it made perfect sense. I have strong females in the rest of the books, but for some reason...
So, I spent the weekend doing massive re-writes, adding a strong female character to the front end of the story, and adding ten to twelve thousand words in the process.
I think in the back of my mind I wanted the editor to just write my story and give it back to me, but instead, she pushed me with questions and comments.
I hurried up and now I'm waiting again; but I'm not worried at all. Sure I'm hoping this agent is "The one".
It's been a war to get this story birthed. (Really)
Last comments. I love fairy tale and mythology-more than pure fantasy. To me, the greatest story ever (outside of religious domains) is the Silmarillion by J.R.R Tolkien. However, it was not written for the marketplace, and it is a hard read. It covers multiple generations and multiple races- over several thousand years. It is like the Old Testament in scope.
In my mind, the story I wrote first was akin to LOTR. All of the books somehow relate to a central character (my Frodo who isn't a Hobbit) and his fate.
I am now finished with (until publishers or editors tell me otherwise) book one. And I am profoundly "not" ashamed. No, I'm teasing. I'm not at all underwhelmed. I'm convinced it stands up with some of the greatest stories I've ever read.
It starts with the whimsy of the Hobbit, and ends with the grave severity of the Silmarillion. Though, I attempted to keep it more reader-friendly than the later, which is not a criticism of Tolkien.
And although there may be edits to be done in what is now book-two, it is done, and the now book-three is about 1/2 revised, close enough to done that I may pause for a happy sigh. Thanks for listening to my ramble.
And thanks to a bunch of you, who may not know this; but you were inspiration and encouragement, and mentors to me. But you'll have to wait until my book is a best-seller to get all of those tell-all details.
With affection, Nate
It feels like I've been here forever, and by now I should be on book ten or eleven. Every now and then I get that same feeling when I come here that I get when I walk by the guy at the library desk who asks, "How's the book coming?" Far too many people know I'm writing a book!
I owe a hundred first copies, signed of course. People at work are expecting me to ride up in a white Mercedes after my first or second million comes rolling in, at which time I buy dinner for the office and quit my day job. This is all because of an inadvertant "Woo hoo" that bleeped out when I got an email from an agent. Sure they knew I was working on a story, but I think up to that point, it was in the same way that movie watchers knew that Russel Crow was working on government intelligence in "A Beautiful Mind".
For what it's worth, I haven't been signed. For what it's worth, I haven't been rejected either. I've never seen such a hurry up and wait business, but I was forewarned.
Yet, I'm not worried about it. As Uncle Jim suggested, write the best book you can, and let the rest take care of itself.
Well, then of course, I never did anything the easy way. I had to finish the entire epic fantasy instead of one book at a time. And when I finished, that was only the beginning of rewrites. And although it was good enough for Beta Readers, I realized it wasn't near where it had to be.
And there was always one particular hitch, and Tolkien lovers might understand this best. My entire story is like Star Wars or Lord of the Rings. The first series was not the beginning of the story. It was just Luke Skywalker's story. And I wrestled like crazy with how to give enough backstory to this series without gumming up the works.
Guess what happened? I wrote four different beginnings. And then guess what? I decided why not just begin at the beginning? That's not so easy, so stop laughing right now! :)
Well, that turned into the new book one!
I never planned to contact agents or do anything until Book one was finished. I wrote it out and gave it to a pro editor, one that I actually offered to pay, and had a down payment, and happened to be in london when the bombs went off. She had it, and my wife told her (not what I said) that I didn't expect it back until the end of the summer. (expecting it back in weeks)
Then things got sticky, because somewhere in this whole thing, before I got the edit back (Long story) I wound up sitting with a guy (truth) whose firm represented the Tolkien Estate. And I didn't know he was who he was when he asked about my story. (truth- I thought he was a college prof), or that a bunch of agents were about to show up at our table (truth is stranger than fiction) or that they'd be interested enough to ask me to write them.
Well, I kind of was "What do I do now? Wait for the edit, or send it now?" It wasn't that it wasn't presentable. I just never did this before and wanted a perfect manuscript.
It didn't matter. Either slugs deliver mail in New York, or clocks tick in a different cadence there, but I didn't hear a peep for nearly a month, and figured, "Oh well." (yawn)
I actually got 1/2 the edited manuscript back from the editor days after getting a reply from one of the agents (still haven't heard from the other???)
They were interested. (Woo hoo at work).
Now, the editor made this slight suggestion. (Add a strong female character) -excuse me? Did I hear you right?
Well, I could have argued. I had a strong female character, but they didn't count because they weren't quite human. But it made perfect sense. I have strong females in the rest of the books, but for some reason...
So, I spent the weekend doing massive re-writes, adding a strong female character to the front end of the story, and adding ten to twelve thousand words in the process.
I think in the back of my mind I wanted the editor to just write my story and give it back to me, but instead, she pushed me with questions and comments.
I hurried up and now I'm waiting again; but I'm not worried at all. Sure I'm hoping this agent is "The one".
It's been a war to get this story birthed. (Really)
Last comments. I love fairy tale and mythology-more than pure fantasy. To me, the greatest story ever (outside of religious domains) is the Silmarillion by J.R.R Tolkien. However, it was not written for the marketplace, and it is a hard read. It covers multiple generations and multiple races- over several thousand years. It is like the Old Testament in scope.
In my mind, the story I wrote first was akin to LOTR. All of the books somehow relate to a central character (my Frodo who isn't a Hobbit) and his fate.
I am now finished with (until publishers or editors tell me otherwise) book one. And I am profoundly "not" ashamed. No, I'm teasing. I'm not at all underwhelmed. I'm convinced it stands up with some of the greatest stories I've ever read.
It starts with the whimsy of the Hobbit, and ends with the grave severity of the Silmarillion. Though, I attempted to keep it more reader-friendly than the later, which is not a criticism of Tolkien.
And although there may be edits to be done in what is now book-two, it is done, and the now book-three is about 1/2 revised, close enough to done that I may pause for a happy sigh. Thanks for listening to my ramble.
And thanks to a bunch of you, who may not know this; but you were inspiration and encouragement, and mentors to me. But you'll have to wait until my book is a best-seller to get all of those tell-all details.
With affection, Nate