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I know. The main novel Guardian of the Cursed Crown is about two thirds revised.
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I sometimes wonder if I can do this, thinking maybe I should just quit. Hopefully Jesse will be finished with the novel by February or so.
Based on the novel length, this will take another 12 months before finally publishing. Yes, readers. All this novel editing has really slowed down my blogging. Last year the theme was Brandon Sanderson, where every book was written by that author.
The Final Empire Mistborn 1 : The young street urchin Vin struggles to survive in a dystopian city where ash falls from the sky when she meets the bandit expert Kelsier. She joins his band and together they plot the impossible — take down the Lord Ruler and the Final Empire. Words cannot express how much I enjoyed this book.
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Truly a masterpiece. The Well of Ascension Mistborn 2 : Vin joins up with her lover Elend Venture to rebuild the empire, but other great cities desire its rumoured riches. The sun would supernova the instant two such humans inhabited the same timeline.
Stephanie M. Wytovich incarnates twice in the same lifetime and the whole universe explodes. Thankfully, she liked it. Open this book carefully. It might be the last thing you do. Want to learn how to write a book in arterial blood? Read Wytovich. Want to hear a heart beating outside its ribcage? Want to see raw, brutal honesty encoded in gilded words? It took me a while to recover from it. Prefer prose fiction?
She does that, too. Her debut novel The Eighth is exceptional. Hell if I know. Her work is just as rich, just as layered, nuanced, and intricate as any author known for writing, what is often called, literary horror. As thought-provoking as it is horrifying. You learn something new while reading a Mannetti story, right before she yanks your heart out and sets it on fire. You want to read Lisa Mannetti? You better come prepared.
I am honored and grateful that Lisa took the time to read my novel Will Haunt You , and offered the following endorsement:. Superbly crafted and beautifully written, Will Haunt You will stay with you—literally—long after you finish the final page. Even though it scared the hell out of me, I highly recommend it…and remember, forewarned is forearmed…. Her fiction appeals to fans of literary horror with occult and gothic undertones. Wait until you get a load of her work.
And if her endorsement of my novel Will Haunt You intrigues you, it is now available for pre-order on Amazon and other retail outlets. Thanks for taking a look. Barringer , or a novel like Experimental Film , may very well make you a fan for life. I know that I am.
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To my great delight, Gemma Files agreed to read my latest novel Will Haunt You , and had the following kind words to say:. Reading it often made me happy enough to want to hurt him, badly. To push my imagination further into unknown realms. To be as strange and authentic as I dare to be. My personal favorite is her novel Experimental Film , but only because I prefer long fiction to short.
On the odd occasion when I happen to meet famous writers now, at AWP and elsewhere, it amuses me deeply, how hard they often seem to be working at being famous. They seem to be straining to radiate famousness from their pores or something. They seem desperate to be recognized and loved. And these giants among whom I came of age, they were to all appearances just unaffectedly generous people who wanted to help me with my work, and who wanted to help the students around me with their work. It was an extraordinary time. I adored those classes. I lived for them and regretted that they only met once a week.
I loved my fellow writing students and their fiction. I remember to this day stories that I read in those workshops that impressed me, stories by Stephen Cope and Charles Wohlforth and Doug Century and Lance Wilcox, great fiction written by folks who were extremely talented and daring, even that young. It was criticism that was actually intended to make the writing better, and to make the writer better, rather than being simply devised to dishearten or destroy a possible rival.
At the time, I had no idea how rare such an atmosphere of caring seriousness might be. PB: Bingo.
See above: gruesome species of competition. Famous people yearning to be recognized, and hoping to seduce or, better yet, be seduced by the more attractive graduate students. Journeyman writers yearning, not to become better writers, but to become famous writers themselves. I spent most of my time out there alone, away from other writers. It would have broken me, that isolation in that deeply unfriendly place, I think, except that my first book was already in process. It came out in May of my first year at Iowa. Those two successes, modest as they might have been, kept me from believing the low opinions that pretty much everybody in workshops at Iowa expressed about my work on a continuing basis.
PB: A lovely woman. Gracious, unassuming, kind enough to write that about my work when, clearly, she had nothing to gain from it. Her work, along with the work of some others, Robertson Davies chief among them, means a great deal to me. I recall reading in Davies that he believed writers were properly moralists: not that they dictated morals, but that they observed the world clearly and reported in a truthful way what they observed.
Nor can you do anything less and still be doing the work you are meant to do. Back at my alma mater, which had moderated its more gloomy and grotesque aspects by that time and seemed to be in the process of becoming a modern institution. It was the place where I learned to teach. Before that year, I had never seriously considered becoming a teacher. When I was there, I thought of the teachers whom I had known, great teachers throughout my life, and of Joyce Carol Oates, who managed simultaneously to be a brilliant, prolific artist and a selfless teacher.
And I realized that how dumb to figure this out only then, after having been influenced by fine teachers my whole life?