For those of you that read my blog regularly, you might
remember that in January, with an idea and an overactive muse, I wrote a novel in 16 days. As I said then, sure, it was
pre-editing, but still, I am a fairly deep researcher and to crank anything out
that fast seemed impossible to me. But, I did, and now, three months later,
I have edited, revised, reread, slashed, hacked, cut scenes, added
scenes, and finally, today, sent it to an editor. Yes, And They Call Me Crazy is moving right along.
So, I've decided to tell you a little about it. Here goes.
And They Call Me Crazy
takes place in the small Kansas town of Bally Springs. It is a fictional town, but closely resembles the small town that I grew up in. It centers around a mid-thirties woman, Cass
Adams, who decides to whack her husband over the head with a shovel and
bury him in their yard. Yes, Cass has a few problems.
I wrote this book as an exploration of flawed
characterization and unreliable narration.
It is told in first person, present tense from eight narrators, all of
whom have problems of their own.
I'll be ripping and rewriting when it is returned from my
editor, but in the meantime, I'm fairly happy with the progress. So check out the blurb, listen to a little
Patsy Cline, and I will go back to my new WIP, currently untitled, the second
novel in what will become my Ragtown/Hoover Dam
trilogy.
Back to work!
