I'm determined to
write a new novel by the end of the year. I keep reassuring myself that I've STILL got
time. With September looming, I've just drawn up a word count chart to cross
off each one thousand words I write. It's hardly a magic solution. I've lost count of how many charts I've thrown
away this year.
I started working on
the idea for a new book last year. One moment I felt like I knew what I was
doing, the next minute the plot would slip through my fingers like sand. The title changed, the sub plots changed. I
did consider giving up on it entirely but the characters are pursuing me. Some
of them have been nagging at me for eight months.
With The Hen Party
selling well (thank you everyone!) I wanted to have a new book out as quickly as possible. Those who enjoyed The Hen Party should like the next one. It's also
going to be set in sunny Mallorca with multiple characters, humour and drama. 'Comedy mystery' - The Euroweekly News called it, a term I like very much.
I've lost count of how
many times I've started this new book. My creative process is flawed. I generally write a third of
a book before I realise it's not quite right. I'm pleased with my writing, but
there's something off with the plot.
The thing is, I want
to write the kind of novel I love to read. Whenever I get stuck, reading helps
me overcome the block. My recent book haul included the highly amusing The Rosie
Project and sharp, hilarious Chart Throb
by Ben Elton. After reading them, it occurred to me (not for the first time), that what matters is that I write a great book and
not how long it takes!
However.... I STILL
have time to finish a first draft by December, right?!
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