April 3, 2013
“You should write a novel.” That’s what my coworker said to me last week out of the blue while we were taking a bit of a break.
“That play of yours that won all those awards. Write it as a novel.”
Huh. I hadn’t thought of that.
“That play” she’s referring to is Braided Sorrow, the first play I wrote. And considering that it’s told in non-chronological order, it could be an interesting novel of vignettes sort of like Indiana, Indiana by Laird Hunt (which is a wonderful read by the way).
I mean, each scene could be fleshed out into a chapter and I could explore the inner thoughts of characters, revel in descriptive prose to make the world arise in the mind of the reader.
Interestingly enough novelist was what I wanted to be when I was a girl. I sat at my parents’ Apple IIGS typing away at my science fiction novel. So I guess I’m coming a bit full circle, aren’t I?
I think I have a summer project. Though I don’t think I’ll finish it by summer’s end. But at least I can open up some time to start it. Here we go, gente. Braided Sorrow: A Novel.
p.s. I know, I know it’s been ages (in blogging terms) since I last posted. That will change soon. I am making some changes that will allow me to refocus on my own blogging here. More soon.
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