There are two definite things going on in my life that began this year. I am having another baby, and I am writing my first novel.
It will be my second child; I’m due mid October.
And it will be my second (proper) attempt at writing a novel, although, this is the most promising experience I have had in my life so far.
(I tried to write something about 7 or 8 years ago, although, to be honest, I don’t really know what it was. After I abandoned it, I forgot about it, and I no longer thought of it as a novel attempt. Perhaps it was more like an extended exercise to teach myself how to write a novel. A practice novel. I guess.)
(I also wrote about 4000 words of fluff for Nanowrimo during October last year. I’m not going to count that as an attempt either. The idea didn’t work and it wasn’t the right time for me to begin writing a novel.)
So now I am 25% of the way through my first draft—it’s about 20,000 words down to date. My aim is to finish the first draft before the baby comes. That way, I can let the draft sit for a good two months while I am caught up in newborn land. Once that time has passed, I can revisit, revise, and get it to some beta readers. That is the plan anyway.
I feel like I have mentioned my pregnancy a lot on social media but I realised I hadn’t yet posted about it on my blog. My photography jobs will be winding down and I’ll be starting maternity leave by the end of August. However, I plan to keep up with writing projects until my waters break.
At 23 weeks and 2 days pregnant today, I am reasonably hungry most of the time. I am trying to make sure that I am well fed before I sit down to write. Otherwise my desire to eat comes out in the novel, and my characters start talking about food a lot. It was amusing when I realised it was happening. That may be a tip for all the pregnant first-time-novel goers out there. I wonder how many of you there are in the world right now. I salute you all, and I dedicate this blog post to you.