Yesterday my First Reader read the 100 pages I’ve done. I got a resounding yes. FR is very honest and would never steer me wrong. I’m more than pleased about this. I almost can’t believe I did it. Especially using the method I did.
I’m taking a week away from it. I have to do some reading and since I have no deadline I can do what I want.
I need to think about where I’m going next and how to get there. I’m heading into Act Two now which is always the hardest. Of course I’m thinking about the three act play. That’s the way it used to be. The well-made play had three acts. I don’t know when it changed to two.
No more picking titles out of the wooden box. I have my cast and I have their goals. I even have a few tricks up my sleeve. But I don’t know everything nor would I want to. I read yesterday that neither Elmore Leonard nor Donald Westlake knows the end of a novel when he starts. That made me feel great because, those of you who have been reading this blog from the beginning, know that I have no idea either. Believe me, I’m not comparing myself to either of these men. But it’s nice to know I’m not insane.
Last year when I was having trouble with Too Darn Hot a lot of writers talked about writing outlines and how they couldn’t do a book without one. I’m just the opposite. I’d rather do almost anything rather than write an outline or a synopsis. So it was terrific to read that about two heavyweights in the crime writing business.