My wife tries not to pester, but she’s curious, and every so often she’ll say, “Are you finished yet?” My insistence on watching Revolution
feeds her curiosity (and let me tell you, between Revolution
and Breaking Bad
, she is just hating on Giancarlo Esposito. She needs to watch some Bakersfield, P.D
. to change her mind), and I’ve told her enough about the story to whet her appetite. She’s been telling me lately that she knows what the story is about, but I think she’s just pulling my leg. Unless she’s been reading over my shoulder or breaking into my e-mails, which I doubt.
|He can’t be contained by the boundaries of this blog!
I’ve said this before, but giving my writing to my wife is harder than sending queries to agents or crit partners. My wife has not offered much in the way of deep criticism; she’s said she likes it, she commented once or twice on some dark aspects of some things and gushed over something else, but she’s never gone deep. I wonder if perhaps I’ve put up a sort of defensive posture that’s kept her at a distance. It’s a definite possibility.
I did put the pressure on. I told her yesterday that she’d be getting it soon. That was done partly because she’s been bugging me for it, and partly because it forces me to finish. Once you tell someone you’re doing something like, say, writing a book, you really have to deliver, don’t you? I just hope she’s still excited once she’s done….
Have a great weekend, all. On Monday, I’ll have Nancy S. Thompson here to talk about her brand new book, The Mistaken. See you then!