I’m Writing A Book…
You may have seen from occasional tweets and blog post references that I am writing a book. I have spent my entire life dreaming of seeing my name in print but never really doing much about it.
I’m a bit of an expert when it comes to starting projects and never finishing them. I have had countless amazing ideas for stories which I have begun with much enthusiasm and then just sort of drifted away from them. It’s not just writing where this is a problem, just take a peek in my sewing box to see the many and varied unfinished cross stitch projects…
I was inspired to write this book in June last year whilst we were on holiday in Brantome, in the South of France. I began it with much vigour and then, as usual, began to drift away from it. In September I quit my job to be a full time writer but ended up picking up freelance work to help keep us afloat and so again, not much time was given to the writing of the novel.
In November I joined in with NaNoWriMo, convinced that I could get my 50,000 words written and…you’ve probably guessed the pattern by now.
The trouble was, I couldn’t get the characters out of my head. They would pop in, unannounced at the most inconvenient of times and I found the only way to avoid putting a dirty load of washing in my freezer instead of the washing machine was to start noting the thoughts down as and when they arrived. These thoughts started to become a bit more coherent until I had whole scenes unfolding in my head. I would drift off to sleep imagining the next part of my story until I really had no choice but to sit down and start to write.
I feel determined to finish the book this time, for the first time, and have set myself the aim of writing 1,000 words a day. I have even sent my book out to some friends and family to ask their thoughts which, as anyone who knows me can tell you, was the most terrifying thing I have ever had to do; it was even more scary than being charged down by an African Bull Elephant whilst trapped in an open sided jeep which was stuck in a sand dune in the middle of an African safari…and that was fairly worrying.
The thing is that they haven’t all subtly suggested I find another career either, which is somewhat encouraging.
So amongst the freelance writing to help keep food on the table, the making sure I turn up to school on time with Meg wearing the right clothes and don’t leave Eli behind accidentally and everything else, I am actually writing a book.
I’m doing it.
Want a sneak peek?
As of this morning I am 32,000 words in and I think even if I tried to, I couldn’t stop now. My hope is to have it finished in the next month and then I will need to edit it, and find someone to create me a cover so I can self-publish, but I know that I have a bit more work to do before then.
I just wanted to share exciting news that this time, I am not going to give up before it gets completed. Even if that’s only because I’m being stalked by my own fictional creations.