I never in my wildest imaginings thought I’d write a book.
I read incessantly as a kid. I thought all kids did. My folks had a family book shelf that covered one whole wall of the family room that went to the ceiling. Reading was a given in our house. I loved the stories and marveled at how anyone could put them together so wonderfully. I never bothered to take the step to relay what floated around in my head and put it on paper. I was wholly unqualified.
I was science oriented. My dream was to be an archeologist, dig up secrets from the past and all that. I even pursued a science career after college. Oddly enough, I did a lot of writing in that career…. procedures, memos, more procedures, polices. Not until I hit the ripe old age of 50 and that monster menopause dragged me into its murky depths did I dream I might have the chops to actually put one of the stories floating around in my head down on paper.
When I read Twilight the thought actually hit me hard. Thank you Stephanie Meyer. I must preface by stating I hadn’t read a novel for years because, and this sounds so silly, they were always so emotionally wrenching. Yakkk. For the last ten years I consumed non-fiction works on health and nutritional subjects of all kinds. (I have a side-line hobby being a health guru.) Also, I had never picked up a romance novel in all of my life. I was a deprived soul, to say the least.
Twilight was an easy read and romantic. All I could think of after I read it was I could write better than this. I have better stories than this in my head. I finally got up enough nerve to actually put words to paper. Literally wrote it on paper, too. I had a whole two chapters down before I realized I could type it up in Word. Six months later I had 100,00 words and a complete novel. Who knew? It wasn’t a great book, but it was MY book.
I started reading every romance book I could get my hands on by any author. After a couple hundred books I found the authors I enjoyed reading the most and discovered the mystery of genres and POV. I ate it all up. I was an empty slate, raw and new and so uniformed.
Writing is the easiest part of the whole process. Editing it and revising it until it shines has been the real learning curve. I’m not opposed to learning new things and this has been an adventure. I’ve used books on craft and taken on-line classes. I subscribe to writing blogs latch on to anything to learn more. It never stops. The more I learn the more I realize I need to learn.
I love this writing thing. Not sure how it will pan out for an income yet as my process is soooo slow I’ve barely subbed anything in the last year, but I am determined.
Good luck to all my friends who are on the same adventure.