Something happened today. Something amazing. It doesn't necessarily guarantee that my 3rd novel, IRKADURA, will somehow be touched by a stroke of genius, though, funny enough, in the moment when this epiphany struck me, it felt like it. To me. Hahaha. Right. Secret reprehensible hopes. Like that will ever happen. Maybe. I don't know. In the meantime. Let me keep being decorous and continue with our conversation.
Something struck me today. Wait. I'm lying. It struck me yesterday. Well, a bit today, too. Like an aftershock. Two things happened. One, I read this article about Irish writer Eimear McBride (beautiful name, right?) whose first novel, A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing, won Baileys Women's Prize for Fiction 10 years after she finished it, published after 10 years of rejections. (10 years!) In this article Eimear said that after reading Ulysses she thought, "...everything I have written before is rubbish, and today is the beginning of something else." Naturally, I went to Amazon and started reading the preview of the book, you know, the opening, the first pages. And that. Was. It.Read More