I have about a week to finish my 16th book before a round of edits. It will be my fourth fiction novel, and my first fantasy fiction novel. I have added dozens of new words and names into my dictionary on my Word software because, as you know, fantasy fiction is not of this world. I wanted to give my characters and world a sense of otherworldliness, but I also wanted to make them relatable to my readers. They are closely human besides a few unique details, and I’m already getting to know each of them and how they react in the circumstances that I throw them into 🙂
I finally moved my computer onto my kitchen table. That way whenever I can get a moment between cooking, cleaning, homeschooling and working out, I can sit down for minutes or hours, depending on what is going on and who needs me at the moment, and write a scene or edit previous scenes. This is a life of a writer. The image of a writer sitting by a pool alone with no distractions is laughable to me. Maybe someday I will write by a pool alone, and I’ll laugh really loud because no one will hear me–and I’ll love it! But that day is not today or tomorrow or the next.
I need my computer close at hand on the kitchen table because writing is like giving birth–towards the end, all you can think about it pushing the darn thing out! And I’ll keep pushing this one, and it will be engaging, beautiful and spirit-filled. My husband and my children are used to me getting like this toward a deadline. They know after hours and hours of typing away at the keyboard, I will suddenly jump out of my seat and scream with delight: “It’s finished!”
I’ll get to that moment shortly, and the image of my elation gets my fingers to typing. Thank You, God, for the ability to imagine stories that honor You and Your creative heart.
My computer and my writing partner, my dachshund.