storytelling

I'm at that crucial juncture where I've got more than half a book done and I need serious input from my editor, except I can't ask her. My experience has been that it's a very bad idea to get the editor involved at a crucial juncture, no matter how much you might actually need her. Because the editor is the one who bought the book; s/he went to the editorial board and publisher and pitched the book you wrote, sold them on it, fought for the money, and presented the package to you (or better said, to your agent). So the editor has a vested interest in the book, and cannot be objective. It's also just plain hard to send a half manuscript to somebody who has ventured their reputation on your ability to write the damn thing when you're feeling fragile.

Here's what the cover letter would look like:

Dear Editor:

Why did I ever think I could write this book? Better asked, why did you think I could? Because here I am more than half way through it and nothing seems right. The characters strike me as insipid and unbelievable, the plot sucks, and I can't write a harmonious sentence to save my life. Obviously I'm done writing, forever.

PS thanks for the great advance.

Possible responses, as I imagine them:

Dear Writer: Crickey, you're right. It is crap. I see no hope. Send back the advance, today. With 5% interest.

Dear Writer: This is the most beautifully written, funniest, most insightful and moving piece of fiction I've ever come across. It's finished. Here's a million dollar bonus and a first class plane ticket to come to Manhattan so we can celebrate.

Dear Writer: It needs more (sex/violence/insight/character development); now don't bother me until you fix it.

Dear Writer: Stop whining and get back to work.

None of this is what I want to hear, really. There's no editor in the world who can tell me what I need to hear, which is something along these lines:

Dear Writer: Breathe deep. You've done this before. You've done this many times before. You can do it again. I'm not going to read what you sent because you're not really ready for me to read it, are you? I thought not. I have total faith in your ability to pull this off. What you need right now is a massage, and an afternoon with a good book and a box of chocolate. Tomorrow you'll look at this manuscript and know what's right and, if anything, what needs to be fixed. It will all happen. And if not, you have two advanced degrees and lots of other interests, right?

Towards the end there my inner demon editor got hold of the keyboard again, but that's the general idea. In a nutshell: you're alone when you write, and you have to live with it. Pardon me while I go try to gather my senses and see if we have any chocolate in the house.

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