That’s how many pages these two women friends agreed they give an author to, and I quote, “make me care about the main character and provide an interesting plot.”
Oh my gosh, it was as if I died and went to writer snoop heaven!
What was interesting to me was their observation that new authors' books tend to be “well-crafted” and they were happy that was so, as their tolerance for poor writing and insipid storytelling was “shot.”
Well now. There you go. My blog post today is done here folks, not much I can add to this. Ladies, please continue your loud discussions about books.
I take it back; I do have something to add, an observation:
Some authors are enamored of their story and their craft.
Others are enamored of their readers.
It seems to me, in a hack writer observation, that the good novel is an intertwining of the two, that writing is a holistic exercise of literary gestalt infusion, and this is all a lot harder than it looks! Just as there is a fine line between self-confidence and arrogance, there is also one between rehashing instead of deriving.
Thirty pages… It seems so much in the first sentence/first paragraph/first chapter obsessed world agents, editors and writers talk about.
But then again, is it really?