Okay i’ve been very very lazy in recent months keeping this blog up to date but i am going to do my best to rid my self of my procrastinating ways and keep you informed of my writing woes.
Recently my good friend Gabi published ‘Deadly Obsession’ on kindle and has done wonders promoting and marketing her book that its put me quite to shame. Don’t get me wrong i am pretty good at promotion, just as long as it isn’t me!!!
I guess i have read so many great unpublished novels from excellent word workers that i really can’t compare my own work to theirs on an equal level.
I am just about to start another story which i will try and put up regular excerpts from in hope that you will give me constructive and honest critique along the way.
Since I will be opening my new restaurant soon time will be a tiny bit stretched but then they say when you want something done give it to a busy person, which i’m definitely going to be.
The total joy of seeing my book up there on the screen for people to order and read is both exciting and terrifying. Now i just need to get a few more sales – a few thousand more- lol- and some great reviews and i can smile even more.
Okay so i wasn’t too sure about going and part of me wishes i hadn’t. The actual day and the people hosting it did a great job and were extremely honest with their advice. I met some great like minded people, which i intend to stay in touch with. My main problem, is did i learn anything i didn’t really already know. You see to me the whole busines of publishing, or getting published, has a hint of X-factor about it. I can now imagine many an agent sitting behind a huge desk declaring that the manuscript in hand has about as much chance of getting in to a book store near you as Jordan does of joining a nunnery. It is apparent that no one really knows what the next big thing will be and no one, including the highly intuitive members of the Harper Collins team, knows what they want. It’s a kind of, We’ll know it when we see it -or read it, response to the more than once asked question.
I have often thought that luck plays a much bigger role than talent, and not considering myself to be an overtly lucky person, i am slowly accepting the fact that i may never make it. I long for the day my MS lands on the desk of the right person on a particularly right day and is right up their street.
I am on my last round of re-writes for Indiscretion and on my third lot for High Heels & Alphas, and driving everyone insane, but i shall carry on for now.
I have just got back from a four day trip to York. I stayed on site at the university and had a glimpse at what life would be like as a student closing in on forty. Oh My God, i could never go back. lol x x x
The campus at York is absolutely gorgeous, with a huge lake and extensive grounds but the confinements of a small room with paper thin walls would drive me insane for any real length of time.
The festival itself was amazing. There were book agents, publishers and authors from all genres and the workshops really opened my eyes. although my main gripe was that there seemed to be alot of contradiction. ‘ Great voice is needed more than perfect writing and grammar,’ but then you had, ‘If the writing isn’t up to scratch it won’t make it passed the first thirty seconds of reading’. It’s hard to know which to believe. Surely if a story has an amazing main character and you are totally absorbed then a good editor will sort out the mistakes. But then what if the mistakes mean the reader doesn’t read passed the first five lines?????????
I am probably more confused than ever but have made some great contacts and fabulous new friends. Had a long chat to Miranda Dickinson, debut author of Fairytale of New York. She was found by a Harper Collins publisher on a writing site called Authonomy. She is so down to earth and approachable that i felt like i’d known her forever. the book is awesome and deserves it’s place on the Times top ten bestseller list.
Janet Foxley, who has just one the Chicken House children’s novel award, was there along with the owner of Chicken house publishing, Barry Cunningham. All in all there were so many talented people giving talks and advice. Katie Fforde is now one of my heroines. Despite being an award winning author of Romantic fiction she happens to be one of the smartest and quick witted women i have ever had the pleasure of meeting.
i am hoping that some of the contacts that i made will come to fruition, if not i am sure that some of my class mates will be on the best seller lists someday.
I hate writing queries and I hate sending them out even more. I am toying with the idea of Self Publishing, not for reasons of vanity, but because it’s always had a bad press but now there seems to be real mark up of people singing it’s praises. I will look into it and let you know if it is for me.
Having great people on TNBW to honestly advise you on how to best describe your masterpiece, as to you it definitely is, is invaluable. Now when I read back some of the first drafts of my queries I cringe with embarassment and feel the need to send personal apologies to any agents that had the misfortune to read them. But then again it probably gave them something to laugh about over a long expensive lunch. Actually lunch is probably a pack of pre made sarnies under a tottering pile of manuscripts. lol
My Ipod: ‘Iris’- The Goo Goo Dolls, ‘I’m yours’- Jason Mraz, ‘ Sad October’-Five Way Friday and ‘The End Where I Begin’- The Script
I’ve learnt more about myself in the passed year than at any other time of my life. I know I have the discipline to write but do I have the talent?You see I always thought that talent was the key, until I met some amazingly talented people who are having trouble getting passed the agents guard dogs and then read some rather uninspiring books by people who should have been eaten alive by said dogs. You see it seems to me that luck plays a tremendous part on the road to authorville and i’m not sure how blessed I am with that yet.
Last year one of my best friends told me that I was all talk and no action and that I’d never managed to keep a single one of my news year’s resolutions in the whole time he’d known me. I was annoyed because I knew he was right, so this is me taking some action and throwing caution to the wind. I didn’t bother making any resolutions this year, I just decided it was time to get selfish and do something I truly loved doing.
I guess I live in hope that my hard work and determination will pay off, or else I’m never going to silence the voices in my head that are begging me to tell their stories. You see I write because it’s the only way to make room in my brain for everything else I have to remember. Somedays the stories of the characters that become dear to me come thick and fast, other days they doze lazily waiting for me to shake them back to life. Sometimes I think they get so fed up with me changing my mind about their direction that they just plain ignore me, I can understand that.
Each character I create becomes part of my life and although it’s been a long time since either of my teenage children woke me up in the middle of the night, my new MC might. I have lost count of how many late night scribbles on the backs of scrap pieces of paper found in the bedside cabinet have turned into great chapters, well great to me.