A bouncing, baby novel

May 15, 2007

The good news is that Jason is getting his own novel. Not a novellite, but a novel.
The bad news is that Jason is getting his own novel. Not a novellite, but a novel.
How can this be both good news and bad news?
If a novellite I’d be about forty pages from the end. Like four days or so from done. Yea!
If a novel then I’m about two hundred and forty pages from the end. Like four months or so from done. Damn.
The great news is that Jason is finally getting a whole big book where he and Anita go out of town just the two of them. There’s so much neat stuff that’s already happened.
But if it’s a novel, then I can’t keep putting it at the top of the to-do list. I have to move the rewrite of FROST to the top, where it actually belonged. But if I could have finished in a few more days, I was willing to follow that rush of pages to the end. The rewrite is due at the end of this month, so I don’t have time for another full novel to derail me. A first draft is a not a book, it’s a baby book. The rewrite is where you raise the baby to adulthood.
I’ve neglected the current baby to work on the embryonic stage of the next one. Blast.
So, tomorrow, back to the hard work of getting the baby closer to being finished, and I’ll have to leave the Jason book to those dreaming times when I have a few minutes. Which is where this novel began when I had a spare hour here or there. Some books are so pushy that they don’t wait their turns very politely. It figures that Jason’s book, when it came, would be one of the pushy ones.