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Offers......and palpitations!

9/30/2014

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I have just been speaking to my lovely agent and have been sitting on the floor – stunned. My novel has been on submission for precisely two weeks and we have MULTIPLE foreign offers already.

Yes. That’s right. An actual queue of  publishers who want to pay me money to publish it!

I wish I could tell you more but it is all being very carefully and expertly negotiated and hence I have to sit tight and wait.

So – is that what I am doing? Sitting tight and waiting? Don’t be ridiculous! I am pacing and sitting and pacing and sitting and chewing all my nails.  It had honestly never occurred to me before that selling a book is like selling a house. Even when the offers ARE coming in and you have complete faith in your agent, you still manage to panic.

I have therefore decided on the distraction strategy of planting some bulbs (hence photo of tulips today – don’t you just love them?). Oh and I will, of course, also be doing some writing.

Always that.

More news as soon as I am able to share!  Keep everything crossed for me.


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Group hug...

9/21/2014

 
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Sometimes you just need a group hug. By which I mean time in the company of other writers to remind yourself that the very strange way we tend to think and behave is OK after all.

Voices in your head? Feel as if your characters are real people? Honestly….don’t worry about it.

Writing is by its nature quite a solitary life so I am very lucky just now as I’m touring Devon libraries with my short story workshop which means I get to regularly meet a wide range of other writers of varying experience. It’s the most fabulous lottery and because each group is inevitably so very different, I find the sessions fun and interesting in different ways.  

My students have been very kind with their feedback ( thank you; thank you) but I should add that I always feel I learn something myself at these sessions and inevitably drive home beaming.

  My latest group  was at the beautifully-refurbished Exeter library and I’m pictured here with just a few of the writers after a quick coffee break. A mix of ages is always good for these sessions and it was lovely this time to have a young and enthusiastic  Italian writer with us to shine a different light on some of the exercises and ideas. Thanks Beni!

  Next week I’m off to North Devon again.  It is all excellent distraction from the fact that my MS is now on submission. The truth? I am so nervous that I am actually trying not to think about that. What do you mean editors will be reading it ? Don’t. Be. Silly…

 

And so now we ...

9/12/2014

 
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Just to say that all (my) panics and pruning and last-minute edits are done. My agent has just confirmed that my MS is now on submission!
Let it be known that said agent deserves a medal/sainthood for patience with me this last week of the wobbles. But all done now.


So forgive me if I put something cold and delicious in the fridge rather than pay attention to the chaos that is my life and house just now. Laundry? What laundry?

All will be calm again soon, I’m sure.

Enjoy your own writing and your weekend.  


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Killing your darlings...

9/9/2014

 
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Er – you remember the last blog about being calm and professional while editing? Taking a lot of walks and thinking things through, blah, blah.

 Cancel that.

 This time an honest update on panic.  Those days in between the walking and the calm professionalism when you temporarily forget that it always all comes good in the end and want to hurl the manuscript out of the window.

 Also I need to tell you how much I pity my poor husband and that my best advice in all the world is to avoid novelists (aspiring or otherwise) when they are in the final throes of editing.

 Here’s the story, then.

 Last week I loved my MS. Last week I thought I was pretty much done.

I had ticked all the boxes re editing notes from my agent. I made the mistake of thinking I was “there”.

 And then. Oops. Just one, final hurdle. New concern (after all the previous changes) over a character who is supposed to be minor but has apparently got just a bit too big for his boots.

 Oh gawd! He is apparently now too dominant.  Needs to become a minor, minor character. The problem is he cannot become a minor character without another quite substantial  rewrite for various structural reasons I won’t bore you with.

 To avoid this additional rewrite I ignore my own advice about going for long walks ( see last week) and instead regale my husband throughout most of Monday evening about why this character is so very important, not just to me but to the book.  I bore with an analysis of my “motivation” list for this character.  How he shines a light on so many things. How he provides action where otherwise there might be too much emotional journeying.

My husband agrees with me. Oh, but he completely understands. Poor, poor me. He will completely understand if I stand my ground.

 All sorted?

 By Tuesday I have secretly started the rewrite, not just diluting the character but taking him  out .

 “What are you doing?”  My husband has an expression of resigned exasperation as steam pours from my computer.  The house is a tip. No one has any clean underwear. Whenever a mealtime looms I suggest Tesco restaurant tokens.

 “Oh I’m taking that character out now. Amazing how easily I can kill him off. Do you know. I think this final version is going to be just brilliant without him…My agent is a genius.”

My husband, whom I do not deserve but is thankfully used to all this insanity,  knows exactly what line works best in this situation.  For anyone new to a relationship with a writer, it is  - for reference – as follows :

 Daytime: “Coffee, honey?”

Later : “Wine, honey?”

 PS In the midst of all this I have also just started my  workshop tour of Devon libraries, sharing all my tips for writing short stories and negotiating the writer’s life.  My first group were just brilliant. We had a ball. And yes – I did tell them the story of  “killing your darlings”! How they laughed…

 


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