Someone has written my novel.

A couple of years ago, when I got laid off from my job, I thought I’d try my hand at creative writing. Sir Monkeypants bought me a really nice journal to write in and I got started. My idea for a novel was to take a bunch of quirky, small-town characters and have them be in a book club. Each section of the novel would feature the club reading a different piece of classic literature, and something about the book they were reading would affect one of the characters’ lives. I had sketched out the basics of the characters and settings, and selected a few of the classic novels to feature.

Well, someone wrote my book! It’s called The Jane Austen Book Club and Entertainment Weekly just gave it a glowing review. I knew it was a good idea. I’m kind of sad about it, but I guess it was just an idea whose time had come. I’ll definitely be buying a copy and I’m sure I’ll love it.

Sigh.