
Non-fiction writers keep their feet firmly planted in this present reality. Novelists, on the other hand, are citizens of multiple realities.
Think about it. How can a novelist entice a reader to leave this present reality and enter the fictional world of his story if he’s never been there himself?
But it comes at a price.
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Frankly, I’ve never met an author who can be objective about his story long enough to answer that question.
On the other hand, publishers are no better. Stories of publisher after publisher rejecting blockbuster bestsellers are matched only by stories of publishers wasting millions of dollars on what they thought was a sure thing.
So, if they don’t know, how can you know?
Maybe you’re asking the wrong question…
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Here are some quotes I’ve collected over the years. I’ve found that by posting them around my writing area, they act as the equivalent of an energy drink.
Here’s hoping one or two of them will help jumpstart your Monday—
LEONARD SWEET
Stories are sacred. Storytelling is the most sacred of professions. Stories are what makes the soul healthy or ill, saved or damned. Prozac is really nothing more than a story drug that empties your mind of bad memories and allows the good life stories to take supremacy. Stories are our lives’ greatest asset. (Soul Salsa)
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C. S. Lewis’s wardrobe fascinates me. It is a boundary separating dissimilar worlds. That’s what thresholds do.
Bent against a bitter wind, a traveler steps over a cabin threshold and he’s warm and safe;
A civilian crosses a gangway threshold and he’s a sailor off to war;
Three children enter a wardrobe and they’re in Narnia, where animals talk and adventures abound, where boys are kings and girls are queens.
At Lewis’s wardrobe threshold the ordinary ends and the fantastic begins and those who trespass are never the same again.
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