The Next Big Thing

Recently, I was tagged in a post by Sarah Jane Sloat.  I'm not so good at these sorts of things, but I'll give the tag a go.

What is your working title of your book /story/project? 

SO ber 

Where did the idea come from for the book? 

It dropped down unexpected from the Internet, like manna, from heaven.   Or like an invite, from The Found Poetry Review, to join their Pulitzer REMIX project going on during National Poetry Month.

What genre does your book fall under? 

Erasure poetry.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? 

Characters.  What an interesting idea.  I wonder if my book should have characters.  If I get around to discovering any characters in SO ber they will all be portrayed by Martin Sheen.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency? 

The Found Poetry Review will be publishing the poems online.  Thirty of them.  Daily.  All during April.  Then, in 30 years, I expect Garrison Keillor's computer-generated voice will read the entire series to a colony that has been established on Pluto, that almost-planet my husband is so fond of.  We might hear them from our outpost on the back of the moon.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? 

Well, this is all so speculative, but I imagine in April I will say it took me ten weeks to complete.  I plan on starting yesterday.

What other books/poems would you compare this story to within your genre? 

The project really has no comparison, but it will be an erasure grounded in the book So Big by Edna Ferber.

Who or what inspired you to write this book? 

I have another bit of erasure I have worked on, a book-length project that has not been published to date, entitled Glass Poet.  That book is rooted in The Great Moon Hoax.  I thought it would be fun to give erasure another go.

What else about your book might pique the reader's interest? 

Nudity.  At this point the book has no cover.  It is completely bare. 

And now, for The Next Big Thing
Tagged by me: Clayton T. Michaels,