Thursday, May 10, 2007
Not posting much these days because I'm desperately trying to complete the first draft of my young-adult novel before school ends and the children begin their summer swarming. The first sentence is, "When Dorrie ran away from home she thought it was mere flailing chance that brought her to Castro Street." it's about a fourteen year-old girl in 1979 who runs away from home. Supernatural (and geopolitical) adventures ensue. Leave it to me to come up with such an incredibly commercial idea! An adolescent girl finding safe harbor with gay men in pre-aids San Francisco. I'll send a review copy to Pat Robertson!
Anyway, wish me luck in finishing it before the bored hoards descend. And then wish me even more luck on finding a publisher willing to take a chance on it.