By Guest Blogger Jennifer
Harlow
Today I began work on my
tenth (holy crap!) book, the second in The Galilee Falls Trilogy (the first is
now available in the Kindle Store). Really, I started work on this one years ago
on many a sleepless night. The main characters, the basic
story arcs - they've been locked away in my brain for eons, and now it's
time to finally put pen to paper and bring my imaginary friends to life.
I've been staring at a
blank page for an hour.
I
know exactly how it begins. I have the scene playing in my brain but
I just can't pick up the pen. I hate this day. It's the hardest day of the
project. The start of countless hours, months of diligent work start TODAY. And
it is hard work, damn hard. I was once asked why I wanted to be a writer.
The
pay's crap, there's no guarantee the work will be seen (this one's already been
sold so it probably will), and on average it takes six months to get a complete
manuscript, and that's before the trillion edits it'll need. The truth is, for
me at least, I can't NOT write. I wish I was meant to be a
doctor or psychologist or even a stay at home Mom, but since I was a child I've
always known I was meant to be a writer. And selling six books before age
thirty is a good guidepost that I was right. And most days I love it. I
love the inception, the research (and there's a lot for this one), the
character sketches, even later the editing. I just don't like today.
Maybe it has to do with
physics. Yes, I'll blame Sir Isaac Newton and his first law: "An
object that is at rest will stay at rest unless an unbalanced force acts upon
it." It all comes down to drive. I've always been a very
driven person but as I get older I get...well...lazier. It gets
harder and harder to pull myself away from cult classic movies and BBC America.
I can do research and sketches while watching those but not when I really need
to concentrate. I have to sit at my desk or the library 8+ hours a day for
months with only music for company. But really, that's not it. Really, it's fear.
A hundred horrible
thoughts race through my mind as I'm sitting down on this day. What if I can't
pull this off? What if my characters are unlikable? What if I can't pull of the
voice? What if it's just total and utter crap? What if I'm not good enough to tell
this story? I'm usually a damn confident person. Just not today. But I will
solider on because this is important. (And I have a hard deadline.) I will pick
up that pen, I will write that first word. Then the next, then the next 80,000
and when I see all my hard work sitting in a bookstore and when
I receive lovely e-mails from people who enjoy my book, today will be
nothing but a distant memory.
Now, if you'll excuse
me, I have to defy Newton's law.
Jennifer Harlow spent her restless childhood fighting with her three
brothers and scaring the heck out of herself with horror movies and books. She
grew up to earn a degree at the University of Virginia which she put to use as
a radio DJ, crisis hotline volunteer, bookseller, lab assistant, wedding
coordinator, and government investigator. Currently she calls Northern Virginia
home but that restless itch is ever present. In her free time, she continues to
scare the beejepers out of herself watching scary movies and opening her credit
card bills. She is the author of the Amazon best-selling F.R.E.A.K.S. Squad and Midnight Magic Mystery series. For the soundtrack to her books and other
goodies visit her at www.jenniferharlowbooks.com
or find her on Facebook or follow her on Twitter @JenHarlowBooks
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