Because I'm still chipping away at my own ensemble novel, I've been reading a lot of examples of multi-perspective books across genres. Here's what I finished in January.
Despite how clunky the twenty-six year old film Go Fish is, I found myself watching the entire thing again yesterday. Why? In part because of the scene about 42 minutes into the film where the writer character, Max, considers how her life would be if she wound up marrying some nice man and raising kids in the burbs. The character concludes the scene saying, "I'm not waiting for a man. But I get this eerie feeling that a man's waiting for me."
I suspect it's no surprise that I've always been a bit of a bookworm. So, why did I find myself feeling guilty about reading a book in the middle of the day, far from my computer and other devices?