Strained conversation last night with two of my best friends, the three of us somewhat the worse for wear, as I attempted to pitch the novel(s). I’m always torn in these circumstances as to how much to say — both in a ‘how much will they get it?’ and ‘is it any good?’ way. The tone of the piece never really comes across either, as I tend to focus on the ‘easy’ things to explain. And and and and.…..
Anyhoo. Food for thought. At some stage, during my fourth or fifth attempt, it sounded like a novel like I would like to read. Now I have to decide if it’s the type of novel I want to write.
La la la. Self-conscious emo blogging anyone? Sigh.
