In the past hour, I finished revising a single title romantic comedy for adults. So I thought I'd blog about it and title the entry "The Book That Wouldn't Die." But that sounded awfully familar. Didn't I blog about this before, with a picture of Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction? Sure enough, I did, the LAST time I revised this book. New agent, new revision.
My critique partner asked me if I wasn't sick of this book. After all, I finished it the FIRST time in September 2004, and goodness knows how many revisions it's gone through since then. But I'm not sick of it. It's about a country band struggling to get their music careers started--which has lots of parallels with trying to get a publishing career started. I set it in Birmingham while I was living in Atlanta, wishing I could move back here. And I wrote it when I was frustrated with banging my head against the wall. I stopped trying to write what other people wanted. I wrote what I wanted. So for lots of reasons, it's a book of my heart.
I fully expect my agent to ask me for more revisions. If I were to be lucky enough to sell it, I could count on at least one more revision plus a copyedit and proofs. It's a good thing I'm my own biggest fan.
Do you have a book that won't die? Or is there a point when you shelve it, never to see the light of day?