Twelve years ago, shortly after the publication of my first book, The Blue Death, I had a crazy idea for a second book. It involved a massive outbreak of a SARS-like disease caused by a corona virus in Seattle (True story. Scout’s honor). I spent the next eight years writing it, working with three different agents, one for almost three years, back and forth, editing, re-editing, ad infinitum, but they all ultimately passed on the manuscript. Maybe, they thought it wasn’t believable. Finally, as I tried to shepherd my five kids through the chaos of divorce, I set it aside, where it gathered dust. Then, suddenly, reality stole my material.
I will be offering it here, as something for all those school-less kids (and their parents) out there to read as the real drama unfolds around us. Let me know your thoughts.
I’m hooked already. Can’t wait for tomorrow’s installment.
So now I understand. You have retained the capacity to imagine and experience life as a disaffected, brilliant teen because in some sense that’s who you still are. This needs a broader reacher.
I’m hoping that you consider being a disaffected teen a good thing. 😉 Working on the reach.