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M.E. Proctor's avatar

For people who don't read, "writing a book" by itself comes across as pretentious (they're likely to have the same opinion about painters, sculptors, and composers). As to 'poetic" vs "minimalistic", it comes down to enjoyment. I can get transported by a long, literary, heavy with atmosphere passage from Tana French, as well as a hilarious and punchy Carl Hiaasen chapter. I've also read minimalistic prose that made me yawn. You can be too dry. I don't think Fitzgerald is pretentious, by the way. The big sin is to be boring. Who said that?

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Related: I struggle with marketing labels for my novel(s), and also comp titles.

I cringe to describe my novel and WIPs as “literary,” because that sounds SO pretentious. And also, I think they’re more accessible than many books with that label, but my work is less commercial than others’ books.

(And also, my novel does talk about Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People and the book of Job, which aren’t generally elements of beach reads.)

Which also doesn’t really matter to my own sense of “doing work that’s important to me” (which is how I am lucky enough to choose projects)—except that publishers like it when readers find books.

Which means accurately describing them so that readers are excited about what they’re getting and are delighted when they dive in. Which means comp titles and labels.

Which I’m trying to better learn about so I can write the book I want to write and be a good partner for a publisher. Not that I’ll add something randomly popular to my work for marketing ease—like dragons (for example) (although … hmm).

Which attention to the market is viewed by some artists as “selling out.” Which I understand and see differently.

I just flashed back to the high school question about the Beatles, “are you John or Paul?” Meaning the deep artist, courting controversy, or the popular sellout. I also think there’s room for a George, a uniquely curious musician following his interests, and a Ringo, who’s sitting in the back singing about octopi (pretentious sounding plural) in gardens and holding the beat so everyone gets along.

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