A thought on writing a novel

 

When I was smaller, younger – whatever! I wrote a story that I really liked. It was about 2 or 3 pages in length and consisted of a conversation between two ‘lovers’ – young, innocent, confused boy and girl. At any rate, I remember the comment now that ought to have changed my thought process about writing but didn’t. The comment then was: “this is just an interlude.”

A novel, I’ve discovered, is a series of interconnected interludes.

I’ve always been a novelist; I didn’t know it.