For novelists these days there comes a time when, having devoted our time to promoting the novels we have already written, and having listened to the alluring voices of the internet sirens ( see here for my post on this subject) we return to our raison d’etre again: writing.
Having finished the first draft of my WIP in June I’ve now printed it out and this afternoon will read it through ready to make revisions for a second draft.
This is always an exciting and a nerve-wracking time, and it’s a time I love because during the first read-through I usually find all sorts of new thoughts and questions and connections popping up, which I scribble on the manuscript; often things that never occurred to me during the time of writing. I’m reading it as if it was written by a different person.
Right now it feels as if I’m getting back to the purpose for all this; the joy of connecting again with my main protagonist and with all her issues and challenges, and taking her through her story again, with all the other characters who will test her to the utmost, in their many different ways.
To those who ask “What’s the book about?” here’s the one-sentence storyline:
It’s a psychological suspense / modern gothic novel set in London, about a young actress who finds herself trapped with a troubled priest in a house haunted by a family curse.
I’ll have to leave it again on Friday as I’m going to a writers conference for the weekend. But I’ll have the chance to test it out on Saturday during a chat with a London agent and with the publishing direcor of Picador.
So see you next week when I’ll be able to report back from my weekend at ScotsWrite, a Society of Authors Conference in Scotland.