Writing

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but later, when I re-read what I wrote, I'd actually wonder where the hell I got the stuff from, because it's almost always brilliant, but that part might just be my ego and not based in reality.

Only the reader knows for sure.

Sometimes, I think I'm channeling Ernest Hemmingway, because I like writing short simple sentences, without a whole lot of details, just like he used to do. Not only that, but he also liked cats, and my books are about a talking one.

When I say details, I mean things like describing how someone looks, where they live, their furniture, cars or neighborhood.

I'll read books like that, but I personally don't care if someone's living room is furnished in a Louis the Eighteenth style or contemporary urban, whatever the hell that is.

For some reasons, a lot of authors like to describe a character's skin as sallow, and I'm always wondering where all these people with gray greenish yellow skin are, because I've never seen one.

I'm a boomer and raised on TV, and that's probably where I got all that need for instant gratification from.

Even so, I still actually have read all 1,000+ pages of War and Peace, and it's the best example of what I mean by too much detail. It's a wonderful read, but the author takes pages and pages to describe something that would only take one paragraph today.

After reading 200 pages, I gave up and watched the movie with Henry Fonda, and the rest of the book was actually easier to understand and read.

Sorry for rambling, but can you please tell me the name of the four mysteries you wrote?

I'd be interested in checking them out.

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