My husband read the entire manuscript in under three hours this past weekend. Some may say that is bothersome, that the book is too short. Yet, I don't think that. I want this story, A Man of Few Words, to be a short read with emotional punch. I intended it to be that way.
I enjoy books that are easy reads, whether they are painful or serious. Many times, I look at a book with its imposing page count as something I will not be able to complete. I fear my life as a mother to three children will consume all the energy I might spare to reading.
Until he read it, I thought I was done writing it. Sure, I had editing to do, maybe some insertions of new scenes. Now, I realize that writing fatigue set in towards the end. My showing had turned to telling. With that in mind, I edited and added to Chapter 12.
I am writing a new chapter for 13. What was the end chapter of the book will now be 14 with a different focus. Yet, in a promise to a friend, I will post all of it before the end of the year. She needs to reach her goal of 50 books.
Here it is: Chapter 12. If you cry, let me know.