A Story ARC

In the life of a book, there are many impor­tant moments—concept, first draft, revi­sions, revi­sions, and more revi­sions, fol­lowed by copy­edit­ing. Noth­ing makes a book feel more to me than see­ing bound gal­leys, aka ARCs, advanced read­ing copies.

It’s been fif­teen months since the day I decided that the draft of my now-drawered mys­tery novel was no longer work­able and emailed my edi­tor, Vir­ginia, a sin­gle line con­cept for a future dystopic story. She responded with great enthu­si­asm, and Black Hole Sun was on its way.

It’s been a fas­ci­nat­ing and dif­fer­ent process pro­duc­ing Black Hole Sun. Unlike Soul Enchi­lada, which Green­wil­low acquired as a pol­ished man­u­script, the story of Durango and his crew of teen mer­ce­nar­ies emerged slowly under the watch­ful eye of my edi­tor, who helped me shape the story from a rough clay throw and read ever incar­na­tion to the final firing.

So it was with great joy that today when a brown UPS box appeared on the front steps, I took a steak knife and care­fully opened the flaps…

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