"Oh yeah? Just what kind of a book?" asks this feline.
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Okay, it's not a book that I wrote, but a textbook from last year that my son was using. A very nice lady called and we had a great visit talking about schools and camping and summer programs for kids at the community college. I might have to check out their continuing education series because this is how I fell into writing. A writing class always stretches me.
Lest you think I jest too much, I have new books coming out. I'm not at liberty to say much right now, but these will be my first fiction books. There's also nonfiction in the mix. It's been a very interesting experience because I've had to write stories to match the pictures. I didn't think I could do it, but I've done it a few times now and enjoyed it very much. I also like doing layout and design and have loved doing the photo research. I've also had the chance to write some original stories and I can't wait to see these in print. And my fifth grade history teacher would be proud. I finally *know* some Indian history. I had to learn it to write the book! I don't know why I was always day-dreaming, but every time a fact was tossed out about some war or the other, I wondered about the common people. What did they do? How did they survive? What did they eat? This is why I love historical fiction. It brings the common, the mundane to life.
I am so close to finishing my book, I can't hardly stand it. I can almost taste victory. I don't really want to rewrite any more scenes, but send it off to my readers, but that would be premature. In my heart and my mind, I've already sold this book. Is it strange to think like this when I don't even have an agent, and only three people have read it (one being my son)? We were talking about making book trailers today ... I showed him Lori Mortensen's and Maggie Stiefvater's trailers for their books, and his head of full of ideas! Of course, my daughter has asked me when she can read my book, and she is waiting patiently for me to finish "Mommy's book."
Adios my friends.
6 comments:
I can just imagine how your heart must be pounding as your fingers pound away at the keyboard. That feeling of knowing you're near THE END is so thrilling.
It's thrilling to the audience, too! I can't wait to read your stories.
You ARE a good writer, Vijaya. With this post you had my heart beating fast, (WooHoo- Vijaya sold her book!) then sinking into my seat, (a used text book?) and sitting then up again, (she has a bunch coming out, and they contain her first foray into publishing fiction) and finally- SHE LOVES WRITING HER NOVEL.
Now I’m exhausted, but very satisfied.
What a great feeling to be so near the end--and to still be in love with your story. Very exciting!
Faith, thrilling and pounding are just right. I've still not calmed down.
Mirka, I want to keep people up at night with my books, so it's nice to know I'm getting a good start :) Thank you.
Ruth, I did not expect these feelings. Thank you for sharing them with me.
That street is so cool! Too bad your house isn't on it. I mean, when we write books that get published, we are publishers in a way, are we not?
I love the photo of you with the street name. So cool! And you completely sucked me in with the title of your post. :) I do want to hear about published books coming out soon. You really whetted my appetite with what you said about them. And a novel! You are my friend of many talents!!
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