This doesn't normally happen with television shows these days. Most of the stuff I watch is run-of-the-mill procedurals or sitcoms that rattle the jokes off so fast it's hard to capture the essence of what's going on. Where I used to fondly recall moments of programs like The West Wing, ER, and Eureka soon after I finished watching the program, today's recollections are saved more for movies -- whenever I have time to see one in the theater. Still, I always find a joy of savoring the best moments of either a movie or television program that I truly appreciated.
In a few weeks time, my first novel Paradise Not Quite Lost will be release to the ravenous humorous science fiction public by Ballot Press. It contains humor, drama, action, romance, a nice little surprise toward the end, and alliteration of numerous snack foods. My wish for this book, and the 75 to 100 subsequent ones I put out until I die at the ripe old age of 140, is to have readers finish the last chapter, put the book down, and not immediately pick up the latest from Jackie Collins. I want them to lean back in their chairs and fondly savor the best moments of the book. Take it apart in their minds, perhaps, and put it back together to make it even more enjoyable.
I think that type of response from readers shows more success than a six-figure contract or a movie adaptation starring whoever was rejected from 50 Shades of Grey. All right, maybe not the six-figure contract. That puts one's book on a different level than others, meaning a re-reading of the original and a pickup of any sequels. In the end, I think that's the only thing an author sometimes wants. I just hope that author turns out to be me.