Was asked by a publisher recently if I could write somtething like The Da Vinci Code. I said yes. (What was I supposed to say?) Of course, I hadn't read the DVC just then. I've heard many bad things about the book, mostly vague rumors and put downs by people who proudly claimed never to have read the book (actually, I'm making that up. I couldn't name a single person who has knocked the book if you paid me to. Still, the overall impression has been such.) In any event, I'm now more than twenty five pages in (only 400+ to go) and so I can speak.
It's not bad. Not yet. A bit over the top. Bad guys speak in stilted language (stilted, not Stilton which is a cheese) and the plot seems to center on secret societies and, therefore, must work itself out as the unraveling of a conspiracy theory unless I miss my mark. I'm kind of hoping that Satan himself makes an appearance in the flesh as it were.
Now this is all vastly different from A Rage in Harlem
by Chester Himes. Probably the same difference between Rosemary's Baby
and Harry Potter.
It's not the difference between good and bad. Just different.
Anyway, I'll report on DVC whenI'm done. Perhaps I shall like it less.