Yesterday sold a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY to someone who plans to gift it to someone else. A nice feeling.
I don’t know why I cross my fingers sometimes. I did so tonight when I checked Createspace to see if perhaps I’d sold another book this week. Lo and behold, I did! I sold another copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY earlier in the week. Now I only need one more sale this month to get paid the royalties owed to me at the end of next month.
When one enters the world of “magic realism” created by Gabriel Garcia Marquez one is never certain if events that he describes could actually happen. However, under his inimitable spell one quickly understands he is weaving a world where such things not only can happen, they must happen. A similar kind of experience awaits those who read THE EIGHT FOOT BOY, a new novel by Carley Eason Evans. Unbelievably believable events happen to young Tim Holden, a boy genetically destined to be astoundingly different from his peers. Although he does not achieve the height attributed to him in the book title, he does come close by the time Ms. Evans elects to close the story.
Writing is a solitary activity… and sedentary!
This morning, I wrote 2000+ words on THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY at a local coffee shop with two other women, one a writer like I am, another a friend of the other writer. We drank coffee, talked, and wrote.
Three hours later, I’d reached 48,886 words.
Last night, I couldn’t sleep. Sometimes – often actually – when I drink tea, I can’t sleep later. I had tea @ MOE’S – “welcome to Moe’s!”
At any rate, I wrote a little on THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY, my new novel. Then I began to read it – not from the beginning mind you but from the middle. I tweaked it here and there, but overall discovered that I like it.
I finished my read-through this morning with a few more tweaks.
I still like it!
At the end of the 12th day of camp, I’ve reached a word count of 27,565 on my novel about a giant genius of a boy. Title: THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY.
Here at almost 8 p.m. I’ve written a total of 26,178 words on my novel, THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY. Tim presently eats dinner with his parents who are silent; so, he decides to speak with Zeno, the great Greek philosopher of stoicism.