“But, I’m in the mood to raise some angst… So, how many 90,000 word (or higher) projects have you completed? I’m not worried about quality or whether or not it was published, but simply how many of you have even gone the distance… Once.”
When I sat down to see what kind of novelist I was, I picked someone else’s intellectual property and decided to write an epic story around one of the characters that struck my fancy. This certainly was not fan fiction, for I will not post it anywhere, ever. Indeed, I do not intend to show anyone the novel. Well, The Wife Unit could ask and get it (there are, after-all, benefits to being married to The Hack Writer).
In other words, I decided to write a novel purely as a writing exercise. In that regard, the work was a resounding success. It validated my plotting style, defined my characterization and established my distinctive voice.
The story was a grand tale of 150,000 words. I am very fond of this novel. The prose is wanting, but the story telling is very entertaining. You could describe the style as “David Weber Space Opera meets Anaïs Nin Hot Lesbian Sex”. It is a pure science fiction romp and very sexy to boot.
Book One can never sell, sabotaged on purpose. I owe a lot to Book One. Book One, I salute you and your service!
I do not suggest my kick-start method for everyone. I am however, right there with Ken. Write a book. Then go post around the interwebs.
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Disclaimer: I am nowhere near David Weber or Anaïs Nin, that’s not even remotely what I was suggesting kk thanks.