Then there was the point, somewhere around with 6th grade, that I tried to write a Civil War novel. I managed to get through the war in seven chapters, before I quit upon realizing that I’d totally ripped off Margaret Mitchell. After that, I might have attempted another novel or two, but never finished one.
Of course, it’s not finished yet.
There’s the business of revising it. I intended to do National Novel Editing Month last year, but with my dad’s illness and passing happening at that time, I decided to put the draft back on the shelf. It’s stayed there for almost a year now, and I’ve decided to take it back down again, and give NaNoEdMo a go in March. At the outset, spending 50 hour on editing during the month of March doesn’t look too daunting.
I haven’t looked at the first draft in over a year. I remember the story, of course, and the characters. And I have a ton of notes I made last year when I thought I’d be revising, including new characters to introduce and several new sections and chapters to add. If I had to describe it in as few words as possible. I’d call it “a gay twist on The Da Vinci Code, with a healthy does of political intrigue and a dash of The Vampire Chronicles.
Even if end up with something publishable by the time I’m done (several more revisions down the line, I’m sure), I don’t know if there will be much of an audience for that kind of story. But I’ll probably still send it to a few publishers that might be interested in it. No major publishing houses, though. And, if nothing else, I can publish it through Lulu.Com.
So, the adventure continues.