Remember when I said I was writing a book? Probably not, because it was quite a while ago. After an enthusiastic start, and nearly 10,000 words, life got in the way and my draft has been sadly neglected for a couple of months now, gathering metaphorical dust at the back of my mind as other things took priority.
But over the past couple of weeks I’ve been feeling inspired to crack on, thanks in part to my recent interview with author Elizabeth Haynes, and also largely due to the support of two good friends, who listened to my idea and encouraged me to go for it. (And by that, I don’t mean that nobody else has given me any support – far from it. But this particular conversation took place just last week, and has given me the kick I needed.)
So, in a slightly rash decision that I may live to regret – I’ve set myself a deadline of Christmas for completion of the first draft.
Whether it’s achievable or not is a whole other question, but it feels good to have a target to aim for. And as luck would have it, a friend of mine is also writing a book, so we’ve agreed to meet up before Christmas to exchange drafts. I think it’s fair to say this is an idea that terrifies us both, but knowing someone else is going through it at the same time definitely makes it easier.
And in case you’re wondering why I’m telling you this, when I should be getting off the blog and focusing on writing, it’s because I’m officially giving everyone permission to nag me as much as you like. I’m an expert procrastinator, so will need all the help I can get. But I’m also really excited by the thought of getting the novel finished; it’s been a long time coming. So bring on Christmas!*
* But not the shopping, snow or travel chaos, obviously.