Woe is me. Even my illustrator, the inimitable Amy, thinks I cannot write. “You use too many sentence fragments!” she scolds. “Try not to begin sentences with ‘and’ or ‘but'”.
But Amy! We don’t speak in complete sentences. Must I write in complete sentences? I don’t want to. And I will not. So there!
Of course, I don’t say this to her. I want her to be proud of this book. My (complete or incomplete) sentences, and her weirdly beautiful illustrations. Scowling, I scan the pages of my manuscript for yet another edit.
Gah! It’s midnight and if there were any owls, they would be hooting. Can anyone tell me why it’s still snowing in mid-April? (Answer: Because you are in Newfoundland, duh.)
I don’t want this to be a rant on the weather, though. Or about my sentence structure. What I really wanted to say was that I am re-reading ‘The Hobbit’. What a great story. And it’s a lot of ‘telling’, not ‘showing’. Tolkien tells us everything, and we listen, entranced, because it works. Even the head-hopping works. I don’t know how he does it.
I’m going to (guiltily) leave my manuscript aside for a bit, and read about the wicked and wily dragon Smaug and how Bilbo outwits him to find the chink in his armor. What fun to have POV from a dragon! How many writers can get away with that?