Contemporary Latino Authors
I’m writing an article about contemporary Latino authors and wanted to draw your attention to some voices you may be missing. The article will be out in print sometime later this month. Here’s who I talk about.
Justin Torres is about to have a major breakthrough. His first novel, We the Animals, was released to wide acclaim last year, and his work has already appeared in The New Yorker, Granta, and Tin House. He’s going to be around for a long time and you should check out his book.
Reyna Grande is the author of two novels, Dancing with Butterflies and Across a Hundred Mountains, which depict the struggles of Mexican immigrants in the United States. Across a Hundred Mountains received an American Book Awardand the 2006 El Premio Aztlan Literary Award. In August Atria Books/Simon and Schuster will publish her memoir The Distance Between Us. Her memoir tells her family’s story before, during and after crossing into the country.
My New Nervousness
I’m writing a novel. Of course, everyone on Tumblr is writing a novel. I’m not going to talk about it too often here, most of the time I’ll be reviewing other people’s work and providing links to cool things I find, but I do have something to say now.
I’m entering unknown territory, and it makes me nervous. I’ve had this novel idea for years—about half of the plot, the main characters, the setting, etc. They’ve been bouncing around my head for awhile, and I’ve also started to write this all out before. It’s been a screenplay and at least two other stalled novel drafts.
However, I’m now at the point in this current draft where I’ve never gone before. Many of the events I’ve written this latest go-round, I’ve written in an earlier draft. But not anymore. I’m past my previous points of stopping.
And this makes me nervous. It’s exciting to be in new territory. But it’s also nerve-wracking. It’s like I’m going without a blueprint, without a previous draft to look at and scoff at, now it’s all up to me.
I have a sketch of where the book’s going, but there’s something about having those training wheels off that makes me hesitate.
Any other writers have a similar experience?