Comments From the Peanut Gallery
Monday, June 09, 2003
Damn, I didn't realize it had been that long since the last time I blogged. I knew it had been a while, but geesh! What kind of blogger am I?
A lousy one, that's for sure.
Well, let me catch you up. I'm still working my job on a part-time basis. I am still writing books for my publisher. I am still trying to get a book deal for Moments of Clarity. Okay, yes I mean a print deal..I know I have an electronic deal..yeah yeah yeah...
I am also thinking of joining a novel writing challenge. Well, now I'm not sure I want to. I found out something about a book that I am working on that made my blood run cold.
I'm was looking at the categories for the novel challenge: Western, Crime, Adventure, Romance,
Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, or Literary and trying to figure out where my novel fit. It's not a Western, it's not a Crime novel, it's not Horror, Adventure, Science Fiction or Fantasy, although it does have some of those elements. It's not fru fru, high brow, read while wearing a smoking jacket and sitting in a dark library material either, so skip Literary. The only category left is Romance.
"Oh for pete's sake, I don't write romance!" I announced to myself while re-reading the catergories. Still no luck.
"Dammit, this is not a romance. I don't do romance!" Like my yelling this to my computer monitor would magically make a new category appear.
Then I thought about the novel I am writing. I'm not going to go into details here, but let me just say that it's girl meets boy and another boy and another boy..then through the aforementioned sci-fi/fantasy elements she meets them all again. The book as I write it is turning out to be pretty funny. But the boy meets girl part...and then ending as I see it...
Son of a bitch! I am writing a romance!
How in the hell did *I* come up with a romantic comedy? There isn't a romantic bone in my body, ask my husband, he'll tell you! I wouldn't know a love triangle if two guys and a girl were sitting across from me professing their love for each other. And the thought of writing a love scene...any love scene..well, I can't even take my brain there!
How in the hell am I going to write a romance?
Dammit!
So now I have two choices: I can continue to write a story that has interested me like no other in a long time, or I can chuck it because I "don't "do" romance".
Crap. I know what I have to do. There really isn't a choice.
No! I will NOT tell you my penname.

