A few weeks ago, I posted something about my fourth novel, Whizzers. I’ve been working on the first 30-50% of the book over a period of years, but I had other projects ahead of it. So it was back-burnered for quite a while.
Now it’s on the front burner. When I finished my third novel, Miles of Files, I knew that Whizzers had to be next. Frankly, it’s the project I’ve made the most headway on in recent times, and I jumped on it again when I had the opportunity.
It’s a funny thing, though: although Whizzers is almost certainly the best thing I’ve ever done, I don’t really want to talk about it! I had a strong feeling about this last week while on the phone with my brother. I started telling him something about it, and the longer I talked, the worse I felt. It was like I was giving my fire away.
I’ve read other writers who have said that they never talk about their current works-in-progress for that very reason. But I’ve never really had the experience – until now, that is.
So…I guess I’ll just repeat what I wrote a few weeks ago. Whizzers is something special. It’s by far my most autobiographical work, and it’s also ambitious…in the sense that I don’t even know what genre to call it. It has elements of the supernatural or metaphysical, but…heck, I don’t know. I’ll work on categorization when it’s finished.
And that’s it. You’ll just have to wait for it to know more!