I so love this guy. I've had Jim on tour before and you would think by now there'd be nothing that would surprise me but I absolutely have to admit - he comes up with some fantastic guest posts. For those who've never heard of James Hayman (shame on you), he's the author of the wonderful thriller novel, The Chill of Night, just released from Minotaur (St. Martin's Press) and has been traveling the blogosphere in July and will continue to do so in August to talk about his wonderful new book. Please visit him during his tour and drop him a comment at any one of his many stops. I know he'd love it!
Without further ado, I'd like to present you with a guest post from the thriller novelist himself. Enjoy!
Want to be a Writer? There's Hope for Us Late Bloomers
by James Hayman
“I had a headful of gray hair and a hell of a lot of miles under my belt before I even thought about writing fiction. I published my first suspense/thriller, The Cutting, with St. Martin’s Press just three and a half years later.”
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart began composing minuets at the age of five and penned his first symphony when he was nine. Pablo Picasso earned his first public exhibition in his native Spain at thirteen and, by sixteen, was winning public honors and a national reputation as an artist of the highest caliber. Orson Welles directed Citizen Kane at twenty-five and F. Scott Fitzgerald published This Side of Paradise at twenty-four. Fitzgerald’s masterpiece, The Great Gatsby, came four years later. He died at forty-three.
A lot of people think creative genius, for those who have it, inevitably blossoms early. Apparently, that simply isn’t true. For all of us who spend our early years toiling to pay mortgages and college tuitions yet nonetheless yearn to express ourselves as writers or artists or musicians, there is hope.
I just finished reading a fascinating essay titled Late Bloomers by Malcolm Gladwell, the bestselling author of The Tipping Point, Blink and Outliers. I would recommend this piece (which appears in Gladwell’s latest book, What the Dog Saw) to anyone who wants to enter the creative life late in life.
Gladwell’s main point is that for every Picasso who explodes on the scene early there is also a Paul Cezanne, who wasn’t recognized as a decent painter, let alone a genius, until he was well into his fifties.
While I, in no way, pretend to genius, early or late, I did have a headful of gray hair and a lot of miles under my belt before I even thought about writing fiction. I published my first suspense/thriller, The Cutting, with St. Martin’s Press just three and a half years later.
To be fair, I had experience as a writer. But a different kind of writer. I’d spent roughly twenty-five years as a copywriter and creative director for some of Madison Avenue’s biggest advertising agencies, happily churning out TV and print campaigns for mega-clients like Procter & Gamble, Ford, and the U.S. Army. After leaving the agency business, I continued writing. Brochures, newsletters articles, a few ads, an annual report or two and a few rip-roaring speeches for non-writing CEO’s who were unable to turn out prose, on their own, that would accomplish little more than allow their audiences to catch up on their sleep.
None of this was fiction. But all of it helped my hone skills that served me well when I decided to try my hand at writing the kind of books I enjoyed reading. Murder mysteries. Suspense thrillers. Whodunits.
I started writing The Cutting on January 2, 2006. On June 23, 2009 the finished product was published by St. Martin’s/Minotaur.
The lesson in all this is simple. To be successful as a novelist, you have to have an ear for and a facility with the written word. You have to practice your craft and make your writing as good as it can be. And you have to be disciplined enough to get up every morning and work hard.
The one thing you don’t have to be is young.
Visit James on the web at www.jameshaymanthrillers.com.