I have spent the last year or so writing a novel. It’s currently at 70,000 words. It needs work, as I imagine all good (or not so good) novels do.
Previously, my blog was all over the place: photos, travel, cartoons, you name it. Anything but writing.
I need a purpose. I need harmony. I need a connection between my blog and what I do nearly every day.
So here I am, starting over. All previous posts are hosted somewhere, but not here. This blog is going to be about the novel and the novel-writing process.
Here’s the synopsis:
Washing off the Glue is a story about art, madness, love, and loss.
Marie’s mom, a compulsive hoarder and drinker, certainly doesn’t make life easy on the family. It’s no wonder Marie’s dad leaves so abruptly. Heartbroken at his departure and determined to reconnect with him, Marie makes a youthful pact with her best friend Rachel. Together, they spend the next ten years searching for her dad.
As Marie’s artistic future blossoms, the search for her dad becomes an obsession. Letters to far-flung relatives, a trip to Vegas, countless Internet searches, and private investigators bring her numerous clues and even more numerous disappointments.
At the same time, the debilitating ups and downs of Marie’s mental condition, mysterious to doctors and Marie alike, threaten to derail everything she’s worked for. Enigmatic dreams lead her in unexpected directions—some good, some not so good—until a suicide attempt nearly ends it all. It’s only through finding her dad, with Rachel by her side, that she learns how to grieve and let go.