EL CAMBIO DE ESTACIÓN Fall is here so it seems. Two days ago we were a hundred degrees in the shade, the air conditioning on full blast and a hellish suffering sleepless nights. And in a seen and unseen forget shorts and shirts to go looking in the closet long-sleeved clothing and even a jacket. And it is only the beginning of September. The time now know what it is and then talk of climate change and others.
Me seasonal changes join me in a melancholy a little irrational, with moments of apathy but also become irritable, but is temporary. I was a little tired of so hot and stuff, but the sudden change he catches one off guard and has consequences. Also, in my case has coincided with the completion of a novel with a strong emotional charge, so the effect is multiplied. Took a few days quite twilight, scattered, not eager to do anything, even a little antisocial.
But I know it is a steady state, and that when they actually start the autumn-winter my body will already be accustomed. Perhaps also having been in full swing in recent weeks has led to falls in an almost vegetative to put an end to the work. And I can not allow it, of course not. Certainly not in a new stage where I have high hopes that how you know the last thing you lose.
said he wanted to get to review my debut before tackling the correction of which I just finished. But this idleness passenger has not let me or even opening the file. Mea culpa. I have no excuses, so I have to get seriously while making it.
devote to these matters I prefer to finish in 2010 with three novels polished best. I have many ideas for new novels, but I do not think the time is right for them: one of spies among life-powers and other emerging in a closed environment and quite peculiar, a historical story behind criminal, a modern cops and robbers, a story of families across generations varis or other psychological horror with experiments involved.
addition, yesterday I took a little joy that may not mean much, but it has given me encouragement to keep believing in what I do. My ideal reader has begun with a first finish reading the final draft. He is very critical, reasoning and deep thoughts about what you are reading. We might even say that sometimes it takes something ruthless about defects in plot, characters, situations and literary style sometimes I'm not willing to admit, even though he knows he's right. The small ego of each writer, nothing more, as are comments acertadísimos I used to develop these writings.
I commented that a first reading made more quickly, without stopping at too acute observations. Just to see if fluency, if hooked, if you follow good story to be told from a viewpoint somewhat different from what we are accustomed. And so far, apart from defects that have come to light but perfectly remedied in a later revision, it seems she is enjoying the plot. Is a person who reads quietly, does not devour books as I do that last me nothing and fall two weeks and three novels. But in this case surprised me since in one evening has aired almost two thirds of the work, almost without blinking.
So it seems we're on the right track, but will not throw from the rooftops. One thing to me is that he has not chirping too how to tell from a female point of view, since all the characters in this novel are women. Something that I have won, but I know it can be perfected. The story is very strong and with the appropriate tweaks I think it can be a very interesting novel.
I will give more people read, people who can see those bugs for us fade and disappear in that intangible reality that we create after being captured in black and white what we wanted count. And work hard, consistently, while still learning, as it is the only way I know where we can have any chance of achieving our dreams.
And meanwhile other very interesting projects, professional and personal, some related literature and not others, find their way into a horizon that we should not allow too far away from our real perspective. That and keep believing in what you do is the only way forward, forgetting the all-encompassing crisis, in difficult times where we must all do our part if we have any chance of ending this bitter stage which we are.
