When ideas come, I have to write them before I forget. So my blog is a little late. It’s not as important.
Good ideas for writing equate to good directions for traveling. They can set you on the right path, assuming you follow them. Last week, I thought I couldn’t get there from here, like the policeman told me when I got off the freeway at the wrong exit. In Seattle, a wrong exit can add hours to what should have been a short trip. That’s similar to what happened when I wrote my book. I took the scenic route from point A to point B.
But agents and editors don’t believe that young teens these days can appreciate the scenic route, in spite of J. K. Rowling and Rick Riordan and others proving them wrong. Teens pay attention to the scenery just fine, if it’s entertaining scenery. But I’m not confident I can convince both an agent and editor to take the risk of offering a scenic route tour.
So now I’m revising again, experimenting with another route, one that will cut the trip in half. Will the trip be complete? No. As satisfying? No. But if enough readers take the first trip and enjoy it, perhaps that will convince my agent and editor that a longer second trip will sell. If so, maybe I won’t always have to worry about taking the shortest route. There’s a lot of scenery on Erth One, so far, all unexplored by anyone but me and a few critique partners and local teens.