Remember that scene in Ron Howard's movie 'The Paper' where a baby is being born and there's a quick cut to a stack of newspapers hitting the sidewalk? It's one of those hamfisted Hollywood metaphors ("The Newspaper is like his baby! Get it? GET IT?!?") but strangely enough I can relate.
As I mentioned in this blog post in October, I've been working on my new book, NEWTOWN. I threw out about six years of work and started brand spankin' fresh. In the meantime, my wife was pregnant with our first child. I was writing away and my wife's belly was growing and growing. I was working in the baby's room for either some psychologically mysterious reason or because it was the cleanest room in the house (or maybe both). Now and then I would glance at the crib and think, 'Oh man-- I've got to get this book DONE!' And then I would bend over the keyboard and redouble my efforts.
One Saturday Night the end was in sight. I worked until about midnight and thought, all right, tomorrow I'll write the last section and then we'll let it sit and simmer for a few months before doing the first couple rounds of editing. I got into bed but I couldn't sleep. Finally I turned to my wife and said, "I think I have to get up and finish this thing." So I did, working for another two hours, finishing the first draft of NEWTOWN, body flooding with that just-finished-a-book sense of satisfaction before crawling back to bed with a smile on my face.
I'm not a book designer (I have help for that) but I've put together a rough facsimile of NEWTOWN's cover. Here's a sneak peak at the cover art for NEWTOWN, done by the always amazing Michael Kupperman. (Click to enlarge)
NEWTOWN is coming! May 2012!