and sit down to order their drinks. The bartender approaches the tallest midget, “What’ll ya have?”
“I’ll have a vodka tonic.”
The bartender turns to the middle-sized midget.
“I’ll have a rum and coke.”
The bartender then turns to the smallest midget.
“I’ll have a mojito.”
The tallest midget spins around on his bar stool and gives the smallest midget a questioning look.
“What? I enjoy the smooth and fruity taste of a mojito.”
The tallest midget pauses for a second than nods his head, “That is understandable, I no longer believe that is an odd choice.”
The middle-sized midget also nods his head in agreement, “Same here I understand your choice and no longer disagree with it.”
The midgets finish their drinks and head home. The End.
Unsatisfying isn’t it? I just finished a book that left me with that same feeling. It had a premise that caught my attention & interesting characters that I wanted to follow, but I followed them for several miles & realized they weren’t really going anywhere. When I finished the book I realized all that potential had been squandered and I had wasted a week’s worth of reading.
Now I’m not going to say what the book was because it is quite possible someone else might like it and I don’t want to turn anyone away. Yet I think it just reiterates how hard it is to write a quality novel. It’s not enough to have a great idea if you’re incapable of translating it from your mind to the paper. Having great characters doesn’t do your story any good if they don’t have anything to do. And just as importantly you have to know when to end your story and how to get to that ending at just the right time.
There is a reason why only a handful of people who put pin to paper end up being successful writers.
This post was originally published on The Dark Globe blog. I contribute there along with a lot of other great writers, so if you get a chance check it out!
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