For the longest time I've been wanting to pick up a copy of Walter Jon Williams incredible novel Implied Spaces, but for one reason or another I've never been able to pick up a copy. And so, on my last trip to Borders with my lovely girlfriend, I went ahead and spent the $4.27 instead of the regular $8.55 for it. And boy, am I glad I did!
For those writerly types out there, have you ever wandered across a book while browsing the isles of your book store to discover a title that looks interesting? Only to pick it up, get five pages into it and realize that it's the same first five pages on your current Work-in-Progress, or a story that you've put to the side for the time being?
Implied Spaces is the second of such occurances for me. The first being James Enge's phenomenally fantastic Blood of Ambrose, which I'm happy to report is nothing like my story. (I've read Blood of Ambrose something like eight times now. For good measure, you understand. Can't be ripping off poor Mr. Enge, now can I?)
I still haven't found the time to read Implied Spaces yet, but when I have done so, I'll post an in-depth review about it.
Until then, I'll leave you with this question: Have there been any books that you wish you had written, and if so, why?