Ever since I can remember I’ve loved books. They got me through my happiest and saddest moments, they accompany me on holidays, they kept me company in hospitals. I carry them in my purse just in case there’s a moment I can get lost in a story. I read them to my kids. Books are awesome. And I always wanted to write one, or more, but one to begin with, too. And finally, I wrote a book and I want to share a few thoughts about it with you.
I wrote a book in 6 months
Though I was toying with the story in my mind for far longer, but I never found a chance to actually write it down. With two kids, full time job, love of travel and exploring, hey, I barely have time to breath.
Then I broke my rib, turns out it was a blessing in disguise.
The pain was so terrible, that the only thing that kept me from obsessing about it was delving into a story. Writing about another place, different people and escaping.
I wrote for hours on end and when it healed and it was time to get back to the routine and chores – I’d get up at the crack of dawn, determined to finish what I’ve started.
It’s set in Scotland
I’ve written a romance novel, called Faodail, set on an island far in the North of Scotland.
I got the idea when we were staying at a small whitewashed cottage overlooking the sea and I thought to myself: ‘I don’t want to leave.’
It turns out I could stay up there for a long time. I am currently writing a second novel, I’ve decided to write a series, just so I can enjoy the solitude and beauty of the rugged Atlantic coast. And eat tons of scones guilt free. My characters have them all the time.
It’s about escaping
A young woman escapes the hustle and bustle of London and follows her lover to the remote Scottish island where the weather is moody and the people are noisy. For more, you’ll just have to wait.
I thought the hardest thing was to finish
It’s not. As I’ve learned pitching my book to agents and publishers, the hardest thing is getting published. I take solace in the fact that some of the greatest authors got rejected many times before making it.
I also keep telling myself that rejections will only make me stronger.
Still they suck and they take a toll. There are days that I wonder, why am I even doing this and feel as if I can’t even make a sentence right.
I can’t stop
But then just the thought of not writing psychically hurts, so I can’t stop. I’ll keep writing. I’ll keep pushing. Not because I am strong, but because I believe in my book. I believe it wanted to be written, it took me breaking a rib to do it. I’ll see it through to the end.
I can’t wait for you to read it
I dread it because I often catch myself thinking about the book as if it was my child and I can’t be objective. Of course I think my book rocks, it’s the kind of romance story I would love to read.
But the readers will tell and I am excited to see what.
I haven’t yet decided if I am going to keep pursuing traditional publishing or if I’ll try my luck with self-publishing. Either I’ll let you know and keep you updated on my website. Wish me luck.
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