Tuesday, June 08, 2010
Is your book the ONE?
My husband, Curt, loves new shoes.
His love affair with New Balance sneakers almost borders on the obsessive/compulsive scale. Last Sunday, I lowered myself onto one of Penney's padded benches in the shore department and waited.
He needed a size 9 Wide with a price point of $39.99 or lower. By the time he'd dragged the twenty-something clerk to his side, I was ready to browse the cutlery display across the aisle.
"These are it. They fit perfectly," he said as he checked the shoebox.
"They look like your old ones."
He laced the shoe strings. "They are the same ones. They're a perfect fit." I shook my head and thought about the four novels I'd written.
A Perfect Fit. None of them felt like a perfect fit to me. Each one lacked something but I hadn't been able to put my finger on what it was.
How can I expect any of them to be a perfect fit for a publisher when they aren't to me?
I've got this perfect story simmering inside of me. I feel it. Somedays I hear it. But it hasn't come out yet. I'm not sure how many books I'll have to write before it does.
Sometimes that worries me. Sometimes it makes me wonder what I need to do differently.
After he paid for his footwear, my husband announced he'd wear them to the gym later that day.
Maybe it would give me free time to think about my story.
Have you written the one yet?