When I first started writing, I focused on historical fiction. I’ve always loved history, and Asia, and writing about those things seemed natural. It also seemed slightly crazy, considering that as a reader I gravitate toward mysteries, thrillers, and narrative nonfiction – but I didn’t think I had it in me to orchestrate a plot as complex as mysteries required.
Writing a mystery? That was my dream, but it seemed beyond my reach.
Six years and four completed manuscripts later, I was ambushed by the very idea that seemed so unthinkable all those years before. A mystery … with a ninja detective who solves crimes instead of committing them. The concept still seemed strange (and also difficult) – so much so that I resisted trying to write it. I had the idea in March of 2011, but it took me until July to put the first words on the page.
By September, the novel was finished – and had gone through five full drafts.
Nothing about the process followed my usual patterns. I had a new genre, a series (something I’d wanted but didn’t think I could possibly write), and a manuscript finished and polished in record time. As it happened, the #1 agent on my list was attending the conference where I was speaking that September – another coincidence almost too crazy to believe.
And yet, the crazy dream continued.
That manuscript – originally titled SHINOBI, now CLAWS OF THE CAT – will release in hardback almost exactly two years to the day from the date I finished the original draft.
Crazy? You betcha. But sometimes the craziest dreams are the ones that come true.
What’s the craziest dream you’ve ever had? Did it come true yet or are you still waiting?