Being at the editing stage of my novel is exciting, but also a bit scary. Will this be good enough? Will my readers clap their hand or be confused? It happens, from time to time, that people ask me – what do you mean but his? And off course, writing any kind of story it is really important to know where I´m heading, what I want to say with whatever I have written. I´m pretty sure I´ve done a great job with my novel, with clear points.
The Point of Prose
But then, when it comes to prose it´s all different. Sometimes I write poetry that make myself confused. I don´t always know what I want with the piece, it just seems to be a really great piece, an interesting mixture of words that says something. What it says is really up to the reader to decide. That´s what I think. But as a part of the writing group at KSP I actually read a piece of prose named The Murder of a Crocus. And immediately I was ask – what do you want to say with this? I had no answer. Is prose really a genre that that requires its author that know what´s being said, or is it enough to say; it´s a pice of art?