When you take the plunge to write a novel, your first impulse is to tell everyone, “Hey-I’m writing a book, a NOVEL. Yeah–65,000-80,000 words, all me, Baby!” People look at you with such respect, and you think, “Heh-I’m so bad ass” for maybe about five minutes.
I highly suggest that you fight that impulse to shout your plan from the rooftops with every ounce of your being. Yes, it is impressive that you can drink gallons of coffee while giving up sleep, television, and social life to pound out your story. However, when things slow down as they inevitably do in the writing life, you’re stuck with, “How’s the book coming?” And the answer is that you may not really know. Not so bad ass anymore, are you?
Of course you have an outline, you have characters, you have chapters written, edited, re-written but explaining this to someone unfamiliar with the craft is like explaining string theory to a five year old. First of all, you aren’t even sure how that works either, and frankly, unless someone is in the midst of it, it is difficult for them to grasp the reality. Therefore, your book becomes this “theory.” As in, “Well, I heard she was writing a book…”
I guess that leaves me to answer my own question. How is the book coming? Slowly. Except with National Novel Writing Month upon us, I have a quantifiable goal. 1,600 words a day, and I just might finish the first draft by December 1.
What does that mean for this blog? Well, I might be at the point where I start sharing parts of the book here. I might end up writing about how and when I find time to write while raising three busy little boys. Or I might neglect it completely.
However, one thing is certain, and that is the book is coming, and I can’t wait to share it with you all.