Travels with an Author
The beauty about writing is you can do it anywhere. So when my partner, also an author, had to be in Sydney for a film (he started as a screen writer) and a cocktail party for his book The Rosie Project I said I'd go - naturally. Okay he's more successful than me as an author. I dream about cocktail parties where I swan around and Daniel Craig drops in. I mention this because 1. he was in Sydney recently and 2. I was picturing him as Jeffrey, the hero in Expose and Exclusive. If he did happen to come this would of course be awkward as 1. I'm not Stephanie (the heroine) and 2. My husband would be there. There is a reason romance books are fantasies (sigh).
So here we are in Sydney. A suite, right on Circular Quay. I have my computer. I have the final of the Were-Devils of Tasmania series (The Ghosts' Release) to edit, as well as three other fully finished first drafts of novels that need more work. I have been here three days and looked at one. Briefly. I have been listening to my husband reading The Rosie Project which goes to print next week. I have been making use of the scenery, the bar (gin and tonics on the balcony go down a treat), we have caught up with friends, I've checked out the market and been shopping. Who needs Daniel Craig?
Ah but then it was my husband that was here for the cocktail party and I was meant to be writing.
Maybe this is inspiration for the next book? Vampires invade Sydney? I look out into the blue sky and it just doesn't gel. The misty marketplace in Hobart was far better inspiration for the were-devils than this. A new series perhaps? This is Stephanie Beauman territory.
Since going down to two (well three when admin intervenes) days a week of paid work to write, I started writing up to twelve hours a day on the other five days. It didn't seem like work, or at least nnot until the editing. Looking at the work that has gone into the multiple edits of The Rosie Project (and we're still finding somethings that need clearing up or rewording) then yes, editing is serious time consuming work. It's exhausting and it isn't even my book. Ahha I have an excuse. Let's face it, this is all holiday...but that said just maybe the kernel of inspiration is there for the next book...
So here we are in Sydney. A suite, right on Circular Quay. I have my computer. I have the final of the Were-Devils of Tasmania series (The Ghosts' Release) to edit, as well as three other fully finished first drafts of novels that need more work. I have been here three days and looked at one. Briefly. I have been listening to my husband reading The Rosie Project which goes to print next week. I have been making use of the scenery, the bar (gin and tonics on the balcony go down a treat), we have caught up with friends, I've checked out the market and been shopping. Who needs Daniel Craig?
Ah but then it was my husband that was here for the cocktail party and I was meant to be writing.
Maybe this is inspiration for the next book? Vampires invade Sydney? I look out into the blue sky and it just doesn't gel. The misty marketplace in Hobart was far better inspiration for the were-devils than this. A new series perhaps? This is Stephanie Beauman territory.
Since going down to two (well three when admin intervenes) days a week of paid work to write, I started writing up to twelve hours a day on the other five days. It didn't seem like work, or at least nnot until the editing. Looking at the work that has gone into the multiple edits of The Rosie Project (and we're still finding somethings that need clearing up or rewording) then yes, editing is serious time consuming work. It's exhausting and it isn't even my book. Ahha I have an excuse. Let's face it, this is all holiday...but that said just maybe the kernel of inspiration is there for the next book...
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