I was asked a question the other day and I was absolutely stymied.
The Interviewer: What is your favorite part of XXX book?
I don’t have favorite parts in a book. The whole book had better be my favorite part, or I haven’t written it as well as I can. One scene isn’t better than another. If one scene doesn’t feel “right” to me, I’d better re-write it until it does.
Another question was: What’s your favorite quote from XXX book?
Nope, no favorite quotes, either.
The characters are the most important part of a book to me. Do I understand these people? Have I told their story correctly?
Maybe in time, I can pull apart pieces of a book I like better than others, but it doesn’t often happen. For example, in My Beloved, I love the scene with Sebastian praying in the chapel, but only because I remember that scene and remember writing it so well. Who’s to know if another scene, that I’ve now forgotten, wouldn’t be more important to me?
A book, to me, is a whole entity. It’s a creation seen as one whole unit. It’s almost impossible for me to pull it apart and point to that sentence, that paragraph as better than something else.
Yet I know, when I’m reading, that I’ll find passages written by other writers that just stop me in my tracks. I’ll highlight them because I want to remember how I felt at that moment.
If you have a Kindle, did you know you can view all your highlights by going to https://kindle.amazon.com/ ? It’s sometimes fun to see what stirred me at the time.
Evidently, I can answer questions about another writer’s work a lot easier than I can about my own.