Books Must Breathe
By BR Chitwood
What is he talking about now?
Yeah, I know, I know, I get an appetite for writing these blog posts when I don’t sleep so well…thoughts churning, mysterious flashes on the mountain-top outside my bedroom window, car lights in the night, wakeful dreaming.
So, what the hell’s new?
A Book Must Breathe???
Well, yeah, for me, a book must breathe…
Have you read a book review where a critic says, ‘a little boring in spots, but, overall, a darn good read’? Even gives it 5-Stars?
The ‘boring in spots’ is the breath of the book. It’s this author ‘laying-back’, putting some flesh on her/his characters, giving them their bodies, their faces, their good and bad ideas, their patterns for living, yet, always, keeping those ‘explosive thrill elements’ a page or two away, giving some semblance of routine, daily regimen to the characters and events…
Now, understand, this is coming from a ‘non-Best-Selling’ author who perhaps sold $175.00 worth of books last year, a writer who does not depend so much on book royalties as do others. I had a ‘Corp-Life’ – such as it was – and left my creative urges to languish behind mahogany desks and a whole bunch of B/S and ‘Brown-Nosing Sycophants’.
I was the ideal guy for the ‘Corp-Life’ as I had developed in those years after Appalachia my own brand of life-preserving B/S and humor – not to mention a ‘girl-chasing’ machine ready for action any place, any time…
Back to ‘books breathing’…
Well, for me, there’s always vital information ‘between the lines of a book’, not only on ‘the action lines’ of a book. Yes, I know most people do not want to be bored with all the machinations of a book’s characters, their dalliances, their bad jokes, their ‘nose-picking’ habits, favorite television shows, back-stabbing neighbors, and those peculiar idiosyncrasies they carry with them to bedevil anyone who comes near.
Well, with me doing the writing, and, not knowing how to sell what I’m writing, I allow that pretty ‘Lady Muse’ to take me where she wants to take me. Being a ‘Pantser’, that’s what I do, kill the readers with the marvelous literature along with the merciless mundanity, giving them the thrill of the action but making them suffer along with me to put clothes, mind-sets on my characters, and, of course, to get the page count at a friendly altitude…
So, now you know…I’m going to write you a savory stunner of a story, usually inspired by some unplugged idiot or idiots who have to show-off their evil ways, and the crafty-crusaders who have a particular hatred for the aforementioned ‘bad actors and actresses’.
Now, in the body of all this lively action and brief napping times, I’m going to throw in some romance, some love tokens, that will balance the narrative and send you to a happy place in your mind.
I’m just saying…if you read one hundred books in this year of 2020, my guess is you will rate my books in the upper half of what you read, maybe, even, the upper one-fourth of what you read… You understand? I have to say this – no one else will.
The movie makers can root out some jabbering here and there in my books to make their two-hour films, but the reader gets the full measure of my ‘swing and sway’.
Hey, a book has to breathe.
Because I suffered with a spotty sleep last night, you few people who still go to my posts have gotten the wisdom and wit of it all today.
Oh, incidentally, my just published Sci-Fi masterpiece is ready for the thousands of sci-fi fans out there who are expected to buy it…
Who the hell am I kidding?
I have included a short link for buying “Serpent Rock,” and please be timely before Amazon sells out.
Okay, okay, I’m going for a nap…
Unless I fell for a prevarication, there’s a Universal BUY link for: