Milestone passed

This weekend I finished another round of revising, and sent the manuscript to the editor. It’s such a relief to have come this far! The manuscript is definitely getting better and better, though I’m starting to become really anxious about it turning into an actual book in a few months. A book people could actually read and have opinions about. Why do authors do this to themselves? There are so many conflicting feelings right now, and always. I was nervous about publishing Entertaining the Sombrevilles as well, of course, but this is on another level. At the same time I’m so excited about the book being out there soon. I keep visualizing a few copies of it on my bookshelf, and it’s a lovely image.

For the next few weeks I’ll be busy with research for book #2, until I get feedback from the editor. I have lots and lots of BBC documentaries to watch as part of the research – life could be much worse. I very much recommend A Very British Romance with Lucy Worsley!

End of the year

… and what a year it’s been. Lots of bad things happening in the world, but for me personally 2017 has been a really good year. I got my very first novel published – yay! And on top of that I wrote the first drafts of two other novels, one of which will be published this spring. 2017 was the year when I finally became an author for real, after spending years and years struggling and angsting and trying to find out what I wanted to do, creatively speaking.

I’ve always thought that authors exaggerated when they talked about spending 5+ years on a novel or writing several versions of a story, hundreds of thousands of words that they didn’t even use in the end. And if I’d known, back in 2014 when I thought I had written a finished novel, that I’d end up scrapping all of it and starting over… I would have gone crazy. It just takes so, so much effort to finish a project like this, and I needed all those years and all those words. To practice, to find out what I wanted to do.

Just a few years ago, I didn’t think I was able to write novel-length stories. I could do short stories, but that was it. Editing was a mystery to me, and research as well. I still love writing short stories, but I’ve come to realize that novels are even better. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get through another first draft in 2018, or if I’ll have to focus on editing only, but I do hope it won’t be too long until I can start working on my next novel. Because there’s nothing better than the intense experience of writing a story for the very first time.

I’ll be finishing my current round of editing today, hopefully—after that, I’ll take a break from writing until January, and spend time with family, books and movies instead. Unless I write that Christmas short story that I can’t get out of my head…

Happy Holidays to everyone!


Right now, it seems that I’ll reach my goal of finishing this first draft before Christmas. I’m at 58K and I hope I can reach 70 before the week is over.

Writing this fast is such a crazy but wonderful thing. I love feeling like the project has an end, and it’s coming quite soon – working on something for too long makes me restless. This weekend I did nothing but write for three days straight and it was amazing, just being so completely wrapped in that world. I wish I could have more weekends like that.