Here Comes Another One!

Well, dear friends, it’s been a long time between posts but I now have something worth writing about. Today is the official start day for writing my next book. Lift off!

So why start today? I confess, that over the past 18 months I’ve been deploying Olympic level procrastination skills to defer the moment when I actaully have to sit down and write this story. Too busy studying. Too busy working. Too much happening in my world. Too terrified to take the leap. Now, all excuses (apart from the terror) have been eliminated. Uni’s finished, I’m on an haitus from work, and tonight HWB (He Who Believes, AKA my husband Martin) jets off for Malta. Ahead of me I have three full months of uninterrupted, solo time to get down to business. If not now, then there is simply no when.

This book has been percolating in my mind for quite a while and it’s time that I downloaded it from my mind to the page. I’m going to follow the successful process I deployed in Carcassonne with Under New Management, which means that between now and the end of June I’m going to write like a mad thing and blurt out a first draft. Aiming for a total of about 80,000 words, that’s sixty days (Monday to Friday, with weekends off) at a rate of about 1500 words a day.

This blog – right here, right now – is my accountability mechanism. Since I’ve now stated this intent publicly I will simply have to deliver!

Unlike my French odyssey, however, I won’t be providing a blow by blow description of the authorial process, nor will I be revealling much about the story. One thing I learnt from my last endeavour, and from my forray into the Masters of Creative Writing, is that writing is truly a solo pursuit and I this time around I want to keep the content to myself until it’s in a fully completed first draft form.

I will say that I’m taking the leap to a new genre. While Under New Management was uplit/romcom/women’s fiction, this new book will be historical fiction, set in Malta in 1795. It’s working title is The Corsair, the heroine’s name is Valentina Graziella Bonici and it’s all about love. Enough said.

Some things will remain the same. I have dusted off my writing totems and readied my desk for action. While the outlook from my home desk is green, serene and lovely, I have to say I will miss the uplift I got from that incredible Carcassonne window with the view over the medieval castle. That said, I’m sure that spotted gums, king parrots and passing echindas will do just as well.

I’m getting reconnected to my patron deity Thoth, the Egyptian god of writing, and casting stern looks at my old frenemy the Inner Critic. When my IC tries to derail my flow with nit-picking, self-doubt and unhelpful perfectionism I just have to look at his snarly little face, give him a good stern talking to, and get on with the job.

Thoth and my Inner Critic

Elizabeth Gilbert says in her inspo-laden guide to creativity, Big Magic, that the universe conspires with creative energy, sending you what you need to hear/see/learn in order to get your generative genius to take action. As my resolve to begin this book has ripened, I’ve been bombarded by helfpul promts and pokings from multiple directions. This one landed in my feed on Saturday morning:

Yep. There’s no getting around the fact that if you want to write a book you actaully have to start.

Yesterday, another little gem gave me a jolt. It’s a message that would not be welcomed by my Inner Critic but it makes absolute sense. This book, whatever it may come to be, can’t be anything at all unless I bring it into the world – flawed and perfectly imperfect as it may be.

And then this morning, this little gem appeared.

So, taking a big breath, I’ll be toddling off to get some writing done …

Prompts, Prods and WooWoo …

With less than three weeks to go I have started packing for my grand adventure. As well as puzzling over how to cram three months worth of everything into a single 25 kg bag, I’ve been gathering my writing tools.

Inspiration is going to be essential, and before I hunch down over my keyboard I’m going to be getting bucketsfull. For the first two weeks of my jaunt I shall be ‘on holiday’, powering down my work brain and having adventures.

First of all I shall realise a dream I’ve been harbouring for 30 years. With my dear friend Amanda, I’ll be cruising up the River Nile, gazing in awe at the pyramids, imagining myself as a temple maiden of Hatshepsut in the Valley of the Kings and taking tea on the balcony of the Cataract Hotel in Aswan where Agatha Christie was wont to weave her whodunnit plots. Amanda and I have some travel form, having previously jaunted together to Club Med in Noumea and the island paradise of Lankawi and I’m agog with anticipation for this next chapter.

Girls adventure, Lankawi

Once I’ve had my fill of Egyptian antiquities I’ll be flying to Prague to rendezvous with HWB. We will explore this most beautiful of cities, and nearby delights such as Cesky Krumlov and Hutna Kora, before locomoting our way through Munich and Lyon en route to Carcassonne. So, being a well-prepared traveller I’ve packed a couple of essential items in the form of travel guides (thanks heaps for these Mariella!).

As previously stated, once we get to Carcassonne it will be game on and I will need to draw on every possible tool available to support my ambitious daily writing targets. I have previously written about some of the tricks of the trade that writers employ, and I’ve adopted some of these and created several of my own devising. First of all, let me introduce you to my ‘Inner Critic’.

This dude won’t mess with me!

The idea is that inside every writer lurks a nasty, toxic spoil-sport who whispers disparaging remarks about work-in-progress in the authorial ear, crushing literary confidence and stymieing the flow of brilliance. By creating a physical representation of your Inner Critic and keeping it on your desk you can remind yourself to disregard these self-whisperings of doom and press on with the creative process. I had a lot of fun making this dude, and he will sit prominently in front of me in Carcassone. I shall blow raspberries at him if he starts playing his tricks.

Building on the ‘a writer writes always’ theme, I am packing equipment to ensure that I am never without the means of jotting down snatches of dialogue, scenes or other bit of inspiration that might fly into my head at odd moments. Journal – check. Coloured pens – check. Authors notebooks (thanks Rachel!) – check.

I am also an advocate of the inspirational quote. I once created a little handwritten book with hundreds of the best quotes I could find by luminaries ranging from Lao Tsu and Martin Luther King to Marcus Arelius and Omar Khyyam. The book opens with this one from Goethe: “Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it – boldness and genius, power and magic in it.” I’m on the job Goethe! But my very favourite is this one which I’ve had printed on my mouse-pad:

The quote book also features quite a few words of wisdom from one of the most inspiring authors I’ve ever read, a bloke called Dr Wayne Dyer. Some call him a ‘self-help’ author, but I believe he is a master of insight and a powerful teacher. He is of the ‘what you think you create’ school of thought, and a key message of his that leaps out for me is this one:

The idea here is that you need to train your heart and mind to believe that your success (whatever it may be) has already happened. You need to see it, touch it, feel it, smell it, live it. You cannot allow thoughts of failure to obtrude – if you think about failure that’s what you’ll get. I’ve laminated this piece of wisdom and it will also sit on my Carcassonne desk, next to my Inner Critic.

So, what I intend to create is a published novel imprinted by a major house, and acclaimed by authors whom I humbly hope to emulate. I had a most entertaining afternoon designing the cover of my book (with apologies to Harper Collins and Marion Keyes for my temerity in appropriating their endorsement):

Working title …

And finally, at the risk of scornful mocking, I’m going to reveal that I’m not above reaching into the woowoo draw in my efforts to leave no inspirational stone unturned. The colour blue has long been associated with imagination, intuition and inspiration and is the colour of the throat chakra (the home of self-expression) in the Vedic tradition. The power of blue in creativity has even been scientifically proven. So, I’m packing every item of blue clothing I own along with my collection of lapis lazuli adornments, the gem stone associated with truth-telling, insight, wisdom and written and spoken communication. Fully kitted out …

Lovely lapis