I was recently featured on a blog. Avery M. Joule (“little_e” on AbsoluteWrite) began a project in which she’s posting interviews with non-published authors whom, she believes, are on the cusp of being published. (If anyone is curious, the interview is *here* ). I don’t know how many folks actually read that little interview in which I talk about EFFIN’ ALBERT. Regardless, it was an honor to be asked.
But even as I wrote out the answers to her questions, I questioned my right to be doing so. Am I really on the cusp? Sometimes it’s hard to believe I’ll be published one day. But I do believe it’s going to happen for three writers: Guinea, Putputt, and mrs fringe.
I’m reading a manuscript right now, a YA fantasy. It’s bloody amazing, so richly constructed; so deliciously, wonderfully rendered. I wrote about Guinea, the author, before. She’s agented now. It’s not a question of if she’ll be published, but when.
I’ve mentioned Putputt before, too. She’s flying high right now, having procured an agent and just finishing what hopefully are final edits to her wonderful novel. Putputt has been sharing her experiences relative to querying and working with agents on her blog, *here* . No doubt a publisher is going to snap up her novel. I can hardly wait. I’ve read it, I know how good it is.
I’ve been honored to read excerpts from a novel being written by mrs fringe, a friend of mine who lives in NYC. I’ve never met her in person. Doesn’t matter, she and I share the same wavelength, oscillate at the same frequency. She’s a wonderful writer (with an excellent blog, btw, you may find it *here* ). Her stories are richly woven, heart-breakingly honest; her characters, damaged but not totally broken–there’s a thread of hope tethering them to this imperfect world. This author’s work is thoughtful and compelling. She needs to be published: her desire and my observation.
Yeah, she’s that good. They all are. I believe in them, believe they’ll be published authors one day.
Then I look at my stuff. Look at EFFIN’ ALBERT which seems so . . . sparse compared to the work of these writers. And even as I edit my latest, I wonder if I really have a shot or if I’m deluding myself. I’m (still) waiting for word from the literary agent who requested the full for CHERRY, still waiting to hear from the publisher who requested the same. Meanwhile, I’m revising ALBERT. Once in a while I allow myself to contemplate what if, but then I look at these other writers, the work they’ve done, and I can’t help but think I may not be good enough, my writing may not be solid enough, my stories may not be compelling enough to warrant representation or, dare I say it–
I guess we’ll see.