This week, I did something I never, ever do. I re-read one of my own books.
I don’t usually like reading my own work once it’s in proper book form. There’s too high a likelihood I’ll stumble across words I should have changed or paragraphs I should have chucked. But I had promised to write a new piece about Miles and Henrietta and it occurred to me that it had been some time since I had written their book. By some time, I mean six years. How did that happen? It didn’t feel like that long. But there it was. I wrote the bulk of The Masque of the Black Tulip in the summer of 2004 and finished it up in the winter of 2005, during January term of my second year of law school. Since then, I’ve moved cities, switched careers, and written nine more books.
In any event, a long time ago.
I was pleasantly surprised to discover that Henrietta and Miles still sounded much the same way on the page as they did in my head, although rather amused to find that Turnip Fitzhugh had begun the book as “Reggie” and gradually morphed into “Turnip” by the end of the book. Odd to think of Turnip being called Reggie by anyone other than Sally, isn’t it?
But I digress. This was meant to be Reading Round-Up, not “Memory Lane: Black Tulip Edition”. Now that I’m done with Black Tulip, I’m re-reading a very old Elizabeth Peters novel, The Night of Four Hundred Rabbits, and gearing up for a bookstore run to get Loretta Chase’s Silk Is For Seduction and Laura Lee Gurkhe’s Trouble at the Wedding.
What have you been reading?