Writing is hard. It’s not all plaid smoking jackets, long languorous looks at the gums trees outside the window, and sups of tea in-between graceful key strokes. Being a writer is romantic; doing the writing is another story. It’s a job, like other jobs, it just pays a whole lot less.
That’s all I have to say on that really. This isn’t a post about the process of writing, it’s just an update on my writing, so I won’t go into the whole ‘writing is romantic’ thing lest this post never ends.
The first draft of my novel is finished (ahead of schedule I might add, with more than a hint of amour-propre) and I’m currently struggling to even begin the second. This is all about the research side of it, which I decided to completely ignore in the first draft. Basically I now have to do all the stuff that isn’t any fun! I know a lot of writers enjoy the research side of things. I was listening to an interview with Geraldine Brooks the other day about her Pulitzer Prize winning novel, People of the Book and she said she adored the research side of writing. Yes. Adored, people, adored.
Anyway, while taking a deep breath before tackling draft two, I’m preparing a submission for the Iremonger Award (Allen & Unwin). The prize is $10,000 with guaranteed publication and royalty rights of the (non-fiction) book. They want sample chapters, synopsis etc etc, so I’m hard at work on that and planning to spend no more than a week on it so I can get back to the novel.
I’ve been doing a fair amount of reviewing lately, including an interview with Chris Kabay, the Artistic Director of Yellow Glass Theatre, and have also somehow found time to write and submit a few short stories and flash pieces to several journals. Will let you know what comes of all of this when I (eventually) find out.
Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead. ~Gene Fowler