I am way too pleased with myself.
Last night, I finished a semi-final edit of a novel I have been working on for over a year. The only reason I consider the novel to be semi-final is that I have some issues with using some real place names in the story. The issue will set and simmer for a bit.
Reality is a challenge for some people. The other half was taken aback by my use of the word fuck on page 3, while her son, (the stepson, aged 16) was mightily impressed. I’ve shared bits and pieces of the story with some of my work mates and with class mates at a course I took in novel writing. The general consensus was that while the word has shock value, the word also adds reality in some situations. The wife ‘gets’ it now.
I’ve also written some tasteful nudity into the story… nudity without involving a sexual act. One reviewer was aghast at the idea, others, enjoying the reality of characters who were, at times, undressed. Perhaps there’s some shock value in naked people, too.
Mirrors of our own selves and our own values?
Be seeing you…