I’m going to get a bit gushy, so please forgive me in advance. I’ve read lately about authors thanking their spouses for being their first readers. Well, my husband isn’t my first reader, he’s my last. He doesn’t want to see a manuscript until I think I’m done. But he does read all my manuscripts.
Despite that, I was surprised when RocketMan said he wanted to read Sophie. He had a hard time with Kwizera – he’s totally a genre fiction kind of guy, especially old school sci-fi. (In fact, lately he has lamented the loss of the kind of sci-fi he likes to read, so please send some good adult sci-fi recs in our direction.) Kwizera was too…literary for him. But he read it and made a few comments.
Sophie seems to be a different story. (Nope, that pun was not intended, and I didn’t even notice it while writing.) The other night he came home late from a business trip and he brought up the fact that he was about halfway through Sophie. Then he proceeded to tell me his thoughts. Every time I thought he’d finished, he’d launch into another thing he remembered from my manuscript.
I couldn’t keep the grin off my face. It didn’t matter that he had a few negative comments – he was talking about Sophie, and he got it. He noticed things that other beta-readers missed. For example, he pointed out that when Sophie changes out of her 21st century togs, the sister of the girl she’s pretending to be should be horrified by her underwear, because she wouldn’t have seen anything that skimpy before. Then he gave me ideas to write myself out of that problem.
Isn’t he awesome?
He would also want you to know that he’s not a dirty old man; he just remembers being a 16 year old geek (or is it nerd?).
He also said he keeps thinking about where it’s all going and threw out some ideas. I just grinned and kept my lips sealed. He hasn’t figured out the twist! Squee! (Oops, I hope he isn’t reading this, because now he’ll put his super-genius brain to the task of figuring out the twist.)
So, not only does he keep me very well-fed (did anyone read my tweet last week about the lobster paella made on the grill?) in a material sense, he also feeds my creative writer self and pushes me to be even better.
Who feeds you?