Reports from the Writing Retreat
So here’s the thing about a good writing retreat, even if it lasts only a day and a half: you can get a lot done if you try. This past weekend, I managed to get several words out there. First of all, I spent much of Saturday writing the first chapter for my young adult novel. I’ve struggled to think of how to open the piece, and I like the somewhat formulaic but fun way of having the kids back at school, talking about something seemingly irrelevant, when in walks handsome, mysterious stranger who will be coming to school. Then, we talk about this guy for a while, try to figure him out, all the while learning more about our main characters. And then, stranger gets “date” with protagonist and real fun begins. I also revised the “first date” chapter a bit and enjoyed where it went.
But perhaps the best part of the weekend’s writing was that I finally got the chance to write a draft of my children’s book about Max(imilian Wilde Thing). I’m hopeful that I can get a good artist and a publisher, but of course, I’m completely ignorant of how to publish anything that’s not scholarship.
So if you’re a publisher and you’re wonderfully respectable and you want to publish the best children’s book written in years, just let me know …
