This weird, chaotic blog averages between 50 and 80 visits a day. Then out of nowhere, 150 people show up. I seldom know why because my posts on those higher-traffic days aren’t about hot, nationally trending issues.
But, whatever draws you here, thanks for showing up.
I’m spending more time on my novel in progress these days. My muse must have decided I’m serious about it.
I still don’t know where it’s going. I never know. I don’t know what I’m going to write until I open the file.
For example, some days ago, one character killed a cop. I thought, “hmm, that’s unexpected.” Then, in a later scene, I found out why. She had a good reason, as it turns out. I’m not making this up. When I write, I experience the evolving story the way a reader would experience it. Gurus say I should know how a novel or short story ends when I start work on it. Fooey, that would ruin all the fun of going along for the ride.
As if you can’t tell, my posts are written the same way.
I had no idea I was going to write about a dead cop who was also a member of the KKK. The story is set in 1955 when Elvis was singing “That’s All Right.” If the novel were set in the present day, I wouldn’t include a dead cop because there are too many dead cops and rogue cops in the news. The main purpose of this series of novels is my focus on the Klan. Growing up, I hated them with a passion and always wondered how many of my friends’ fathers were members.
I hope I never find out.
At any rate, you’re here reading these thoughts while (probably) wondering if I’m borderline insane. Yeah, that’s likely, but it’s a Godsend for a magical realism author.
–Malcolm
When I worked for the Illinois department of mental health and was working my way up through the ranks, somebody asked me what my ultimate goal was. “To become a patient,” I replied. It took longer to happen than I expected.
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