F. Scott Fitzgerald was a tortured soul.  I came across this quote of his today: Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. This is from Love of the Last Tycoon, a novel with a story of its own.  It was left unfinished at the time of Fitzgerald’s death. Edmund Wilson took the manuscript and assembled it into something that could be published under the title The Last Tycoon. Later literary critic Matthew J. Bruccoli, a  Fitzgerald specialist, took various drafts, Fitzgerald’s notes, and his own work on the author andRead More →

National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) has been around for a good while. I’ve known a lot of people who participate and like the process. That is, you sign up to participate and  try to write a whole novel in a month. First, anything that actually motivates you to write is a fine idea, but I hope people go into this knowing that the exercise is its own reward. You will not produce a publishable novel in a month. More important: I hope that people keep writing once the month is over. Or really, the effort may not be worth the return. Finally, I worry thatRead More →