About Crises of Fun

Post 2000:

I don’t write long novels. That would mean too many crises. I have a lot of crises when writing a novel. Waking up, wondering if this part fits with that part or if a major character even belongs in a certain scene. And so forth.

The first couple novels I wrote were a lot more fun. I was smart, because I was doing a novel. I was unique, because this idea and this tone and this style was different than every other human who had ever come before. My charm and wit combined with my natural oneness with the English language were carrying me to victory.

So less crises. Confidence is a great thing. But now that now is now, I have books that I’m proud of and books I’m less proud of. Can you guess which ones are my faves? Yep. The ones that gave me headaches and system failures and made me want to be a plumber are the ones I like more. And they’re objectively better.

There are times when writing is fun and amazing. Savor those, but don’t count on them. Crises now, fun later. Enjoy your work through other people’s enjoyment of it. That’s the answer to everything. You are very welcome. Cheers and see you after.