Notes from the Author: Musings from Bubba’s Desk
The writing is the easy part.
When I am writing, especially the first draft I am right there with my characters. I go on the emotional amusement park ride that I send them on. When my hero is swinging from the chandeliers my adrenaline is rising. When she cries I am sad. When she is safe I am relieved. I don’t want to tell you what happens when she has sex.
The writing I love, it’s is all the other stuff that I and I think most writers dislike. Why do I do it? Why do I drive to the library five days a week to post this blog? Why do I spend time trying to get people to look at my book when I’d rather be writing the dramatic conclusion of my (and Max Gavaskar’s) story?
Because I love Little Max, that’s why.
I originally started writing the Max Gavaskar series as a way to promote Harappa, the sci-fi saga I wrote a few years ago. In the process of writing Max’s story I came to understand that everything I had written before led to her story. I understood that Max is the central character in my saga.
I have huge plans for her. I am just now finishing the sequel to “The Gavaskar Field” called “Kusha”. I have found it much easier to write Kusha since it is more action packed and action is one of my strengths as a writer. I have also started the first draft of “The Mother of the Galaxy” which will conclude Max’s story and I hope to have it ready for summer reading.
I expect the “Mother” to be a bit more work to complete. The plot is more complex and a bit more internal. On the other hand it is more emotional. Both these issues are more difficult for me as a writer.
Not long ago I was pitching this story to a literary agent who asked me, “Why are you pushing this story?”
I’ve asked myself many times why I went the self publishing route.
. . . because I wan’t Max’s story to see the light of day no matter how it is done. I still have hope for a publishing deal but if the big guys don’t want to give Max a little push I’m going to do it on my own. If Max’s story only gets read by my friends and family then so be it. At least she will be out there where she belongs. I know deep in my heart that the world will fall in love with Max Gavaskar once they get to know her.
Earth Year 2013
Never mix red wine with Oodo.
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