Running and Writing  

Posted by Brock Booher

The best training I ever did for writing a book was running a marathon. Both require long lonely hours of training and preparation. Both require discipline and sacrifice. Both can bring elation, and pain.

But writing a book is like running a marathon without mile markers or a watch.

You slave away at your computer trying to put words on the page that make sense, words that move the story forward, and words that captivate. Sometimes a scene flows from your fingertips like electricity. Other times its like squeezing blood from a turnip.

When you run a marathon, cheering crowds line the racecourse and encourage you along. Nobody cheers for you when you fiddle for hours with the opening sentence of a scene until you can’t see straight. No one is there to shout inspiring words to you as you grapple with plot structure. Writing is an art form that is both created, and enjoyed,
alone.

But there comes a point where you have to get the manuscript out of the house. Your hours of effort need validation, even if comes in the form of negative critical feedback. Like the cheering crowds on race day, you need someone to say, “Keep going! You can do it!” (Or maybe, “Stop you idiot! You look like you are about to die!”)

So, here I go…

I am posting the tagline, the back copy, and the first few paragraphs of my manuscript,
Donor’s Club. I WANT FEEDBACK, even the negative kind if you are so inclined. I am only giving you the first few paragraphs, because more likely than not, that is all an agent or editor will read before passing judgement on a manuscript.

The main question is –
would you keep reading? Feel free to post below, or email your comments to brockbooher@cox.net. All I ask is that you speak up, and let me know that I’m still in the race.

Tagline

Julio fights to survive and care for his brother in the slums of Lima until a mysterious foreign benefactor comes to his aid. Then, the struggle to stay alive begins.

Back Copy

What is the value of a life?

Julio promised his dying mother that he would take care of his brother. In order to survive on the streets of Lima and fulfill his promise, he chooses to accept the help of Isak, a mysterious foreign benefactor. His life is transformed, but in ways he doesn't expect. He soon finds himself in a fight to survive, and must decide on the value of a life.

Chapter One

Julio wrung the cool water out of the stained rag and placed it on his mother’s feverish forehead hoping to ease her pain. He caressed her hand as he listened to her ragged breathing grow more shallow and strained. She was dying, and he felt powerless against her certain death.

No me mueras, please don’t die Mamá,” he begged. “Raúl has gone for a doctor. He’ll be back soon.” He squeezed her listless hand. “Please do not die!”

His mother’s eyes struggled open and the corners of her mouth curled upward into a soft warm smile. “Julio,” she said in a raw and raspy voice. Her eyes were still fixed on the ceiling. “You are such a good son.” She coughed without covering her mouth. “You carry the name of your Papá. Do you know what it means?”

Julio reached up and turned over the cloth on her head. “Sí Mamá, I know.”

“Tell me.” She turned her hollow eyes to his. “Tell me what it means.”

Julio bowed his head, and dutifully recited what he had been taught many times. “You named me after Papá - Julio César. Like Papá, I was named for Julio César the Roman ruler. My father’s last name, Camino, means the way or path. My Incan mother’s last name, Pachacutec, means one who turns, or changes the world.”

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Now its your turn...

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5 comments

Kim Davis Ristoff  

Brock I am ready to ready the next chapter. I think this is good and I would read it. You have come a long way since the last story I read of yours. I am impressed.

January 18, 2011 at 8:08 PM

Good job! And I read the book! IT IS AWESOME!! Keep it up!
Just like the Boston marathon has heartbreak hill, and many give up on that hill,you may have some negative feedback from the big wigs in NY but we are on the side lines cheering you on!!
Don't give up, you have talent!!
Love Dalynn

January 18, 2011 at 8:18 PM

Very intriguing. You do a good job of leading the reader into a "what happens next" mindframe.

January 19, 2011 at 7:17 AM
Anonymous  

I am ready to read the book. I love stories about life's experiences. I love to read Karen Kingsbury books which are very clean and address life's problems in family settings. I think you have great potential. Hang in there and keep trying.

January 19, 2011 at 8:28 AM
Flo  

Would like to read the whole book. Good writing.

February 25, 2011 at 10:10 AM

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