Sometimes it’s magical how miniature scraps of observation come together to form a book.
STAND BY YOUR MAN is a detective-love story. I was at the hair dressers one day when a gorgeous woman beside me took a call on her cell, and from the ensuing conversation, I figured out she was a detective. A private detective, she was kind enough to tell me. And she agreed to let me buy her lunch. (I’ve found that buying lunch results in the best inside info–it’s probably hunger that does it.) She told me of curious cases she’d had, and how she solved them. I took notes.
A few days later, I found the most adorable little shoes for my small granddaughter, the kind that had lights on the soles.
And not long after that, I found an intriguing article on people who collect random notes they find on the street.
It’s too messy to explain here, but if you wonder at all how those elements can possibly make up a book–you’re going to have to read STAND BY YOUR MAN.
(You don’t have to be nuts to be a writer, but it really helps.)