I met with a few agents and got some good feedback on Why Your Novel Has Problems. I have been working through significant rewrites. It’s really hard to keep momentum going after YEARS of rewrites. But it’s also really hard to give up writing. Impossible, I think, for me. Or if I gave it up, I would have to take up giving spontaneous speeches at public gatherings. I think I am just too opinionated to stop expressing myself about certain things. Things like what it’s like to be me. To be all of us. Am I really alone in my experience? When you express your experiences, you sometimes find out that the answer is yes. But you also find out who your people are. The people who have the same experiences, or similar ones, and who have a similar outlook on life. Both of these things are valuable lessons.
In many ways when I die, my world will die with me. The world I perceive is only a product of my perception. But in other ways it will live on in the minds of others. I guess reading and writing has always been a way for me to attempt to share the worlds of others who are far away and/or dead and to share my world even when I am far away and/or dead. So there’s my immortality, eh?
L.A. Kuemmel 