Have you ever started writing a book that’s so wonderfully innovative and profound that you just can’t wait to finish it and get it out into the world? Like it’s so perfect that you start believing you were born to write this book. And then you think, “I can’t believe no one has done this yet. It’s such a great idea. I’m freaking brilliant!”
And then has your friend, Jay, ever called you when you’re halfway through writing this book to say, “Hey, y’know that wonderfully innovative/profound/perfect YA book that you’ve spent almost a year working on? Well, check out Joe Schmoe’s website that features the synopsis and reviews of his new book. It’s the exact same premise as your book. Isn’t that weird?”
And then have you ever looked up Joe Schmoe’s website to see that not only has he come up with the exact same idea, but he uses similar obscure references and plot twists? Oh, no...it gets better. Not only is Joe Schmoe an amazing, award winning, prolific author, but reviewers are calling this latest diddy his best yet…his masterpiece to end all masterpieces!
Uh-huh. Oh yeah. And then…and then, they called it the bawl-fest of the century. And what did I intend for my book to be? You guessed it. Bawl-a-palooza. Are you kidding me with this? My horoscope predicted that this month would bring an abrupt ending to a major labor of love project. Uh, yeah. This day just keeps getting better and better. On the bright side, I can always go back to writing that fantasy novel about a boy wizard who goes away to boarding school and fights evil and comes of age and stuff. I’m pretty sure that’s an original idea.
(The artist formerly referred to as Joe Schmoe is not actually named Joe Schmoe. He who shall not be named shall not be named because I’m still upset with him for taking my idea. Even if it was telepathically. And by accident. Get outta my head Joe Schmoe!)