by Shelt Garner
I’m hard at work no the outline for the novel I’m developing and I’m quite pleased. It’s going at lot faster this month. I have given myself a deadline of just past the July 4th weekend to wrap the outline up.
The story (two novels, one story) is extremely ambitious. I’m trying — at least in my own mind — to tell the allegorical tale of the entirety of the Trump Administration (or at least, maybe, the first term). I have no doubt House Trump is going to steal the 2020 election, so I’m extremely safe in making some pretty basic assumptions about the next four years.
I believe people are going to be so upset with how House Trump stole the 2020 Election that they’re going to be willing to read a novel that rants about House Trump in not-so-hidden terms. Even in the unlikely event that House Trump doesn’t simply burn the Constitution on FOX News around Jan 20th, and we actually are able to physically remove Trump from the Oval Office without him nuking us into oblivion the story is good enough that people will still want to read it.
Now, of course, this is the point where I have to let myself down easy. A lot of writing a successful novel, a “break out” novel, if you will, is simply dumb luck. You are able to throw a rock into the dark after several years of development and writing and strike something.
But I’m still not quite at the point where I have to let the “real world” into my fantasy world. I can still simply daydream my way through development, hoping that maybe I will, in fact, strike gold.