Diane Saxon's Blog, page 23
June 11, 2013
The Click
Well, I'm going to start at the beginning, where all stories start. Along the way, I'm hoping that a few other authors are going to join me to tell their tales.
I wanted to write. I had several attempts at writing, but I let life dictate and I never really finished anything. I worked pretty long days,(and I ask for no sympathy here, it is what it is and we all do it) up at 6.30 to walk a dog, pack lunches, get children and husband out the door for school and work. Off to work myself by 7.30 am with an hour's journey each way to the office. Back by 5.00 pm to pick up children, return home, feed the household, walk the dog, childrens' activities, college work.
One day, the company I worked for asked me to look at offices in a different location. It meant a further hour each way in my journey. I visited the offices and returned home on the train and my husband, Andy, was waiting at the station.
This is the conversation we had:
"You're not happy. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to do this."
"Then don't. Take a year off. Write the book you've always wanted to write and just do it. Do what you want."
And there it was. Right there. The 'click'. Not so much what Andy said, but the rebel yell in my head.
So I did it. We had a few wobbles along the way and I almost returned to work at the end of last year simply because that was what I was used to. But in December when I had a fully completed manuscript, and hadn't even sent if off, I thought, if I don't do this now, I am never going to fulfil my dream and I will always regret it.
I did my research. I sent my manuscript and I got my contract.
I have never looked back and I am having the time of my life. http://www.dianesaxon.com/author.html
I wanted to write. I had several attempts at writing, but I let life dictate and I never really finished anything. I worked pretty long days,(and I ask for no sympathy here, it is what it is and we all do it) up at 6.30 to walk a dog, pack lunches, get children and husband out the door for school and work. Off to work myself by 7.30 am with an hour's journey each way to the office. Back by 5.00 pm to pick up children, return home, feed the household, walk the dog, childrens' activities, college work.
One day, the company I worked for asked me to look at offices in a different location. It meant a further hour each way in my journey. I visited the offices and returned home on the train and my husband, Andy, was waiting at the station.
This is the conversation we had:
"You're not happy. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to do this."
"Then don't. Take a year off. Write the book you've always wanted to write and just do it. Do what you want."
And there it was. Right there. The 'click'. Not so much what Andy said, but the rebel yell in my head.
So I did it. We had a few wobbles along the way and I almost returned to work at the end of last year simply because that was what I was used to. But in December when I had a fully completed manuscript, and hadn't even sent if off, I thought, if I don't do this now, I am never going to fulfil my dream and I will always regret it.
I did my research. I sent my manuscript and I got my contract.
I have never looked back and I am having the time of my life. http://www.dianesaxon.com/author.html
June 9, 2013
THE CLICK
Well, I'm going to start at the beginning, where all stories start. Along the way, I'm hoping that a few other authors are going to join me to tell their tales.
I wanted to write. I had several attempts at writing, but I let life dictate and I never really finished anything. I worked pretty long days,(and I ask for no sympathy here, it is what it is and we all do it) up at 6.30 to walk a dog, pack lunches, get children and husband out the door for school and work. Off to work myself by 7.30 am with an hour's journey each way to the office. Back by 5.00 pm to pick up children, return home, feed the household, walk the dog, childrens' activities, college work.
One day, the company I worked for asked me to look at offices in a different location. It meant a further hour each way in my journey. I visited the offices and returned home on the train and my husband, Andy, was waiting at the station.
This is the conversation we had:
"You're not happy. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to do this."
"Then don't. Take a year off. Write the book you've always wanted to write and just do it. Do what you want."
And there it was. Right there. The 'click'. Not so much what Andy said, but the rebel yell in my head.
So I did it. We had a few wobbles along the way and I almost returned to work at the end of last year simply because that was what I was used to. But in December when I had a fully completed manuscript, and hadn't even sent if off, I thought, if I don't do this now, I am never going to fulfil my dream and I will always regret it.
I did my research. I sent my manuscript and I got my contract.
I have never looked back and I am having the time of my life.
I wanted to write. I had several attempts at writing, but I let life dictate and I never really finished anything. I worked pretty long days,(and I ask for no sympathy here, it is what it is and we all do it) up at 6.30 to walk a dog, pack lunches, get children and husband out the door for school and work. Off to work myself by 7.30 am with an hour's journey each way to the office. Back by 5.00 pm to pick up children, return home, feed the household, walk the dog, childrens' activities, college work.
One day, the company I worked for asked me to look at offices in a different location. It meant a further hour each way in my journey. I visited the offices and returned home on the train and my husband, Andy, was waiting at the station.
This is the conversation we had:
"You're not happy. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, but I don't want to do this."
"Then don't. Take a year off. Write the book you've always wanted to write and just do it. Do what you want."
And there it was. Right there. The 'click'. Not so much what Andy said, but the rebel yell in my head.
So I did it. We had a few wobbles along the way and I almost returned to work at the end of last year simply because that was what I was used to. But in December when I had a fully completed manuscript, and hadn't even sent if off, I thought, if I don't do this now, I am never going to fulfil my dream and I will always regret it.
I did my research. I sent my manuscript and I got my contract.
I have never looked back and I am having the time of my life.
June 3, 2013
My First Blog
Well, here we go. This is the first time I have attempted to blog, so as well as trying out the new site, I am also learning what's what in the blog world.
If you're here, you probably already know the first book of my Atlantic Divide Series, Loving Lydia, is due to be released tonight and it's a really exciting time.
I started writing Loving Lydia a while ago. Wrote the skeleton of the story and stopped. In December 2012, I went back to my book, looked at it again and realised I really loved my characters and they had a story to tell and my mind was bursting to tell it.
It's a scary time sending your book off. You need to be brave because this is the time when someone outside of your family, not your sister, not your best friend and not your daughter is going to read your book and critique it.
When Liquid Silver Books offered me a contract, at the beginning of March this year, there was nobody in the house but me - and my Dalmatian, Skye and my one-eyed kitten, Fliss. So we happy danced together. My other cat, Sam, was in the house, but she was having none of it.
So, from a slow start, to a rocketing ride. Book 2 in the series, Bad Girl Bill, is due out in August and Book 3 is off to the publishers this week and I'm having the time of my life. My stories contain humour, because life can be so funny.
If you're here, you probably already know the first book of my Atlantic Divide Series, Loving Lydia, is due to be released tonight and it's a really exciting time.
I started writing Loving Lydia a while ago. Wrote the skeleton of the story and stopped. In December 2012, I went back to my book, looked at it again and realised I really loved my characters and they had a story to tell and my mind was bursting to tell it.
It's a scary time sending your book off. You need to be brave because this is the time when someone outside of your family, not your sister, not your best friend and not your daughter is going to read your book and critique it.
When Liquid Silver Books offered me a contract, at the beginning of March this year, there was nobody in the house but me - and my Dalmatian, Skye and my one-eyed kitten, Fliss. So we happy danced together. My other cat, Sam, was in the house, but she was having none of it.
So, from a slow start, to a rocketing ride. Book 2 in the series, Bad Girl Bill, is due out in August and Book 3 is off to the publishers this week and I'm having the time of my life. My stories contain humour, because life can be so funny.
