I wrote the bulk of The Stone Bridge in November 2015. It was finished by February 2016. It’s now October 2016, and the book still hasn’t been released. Why? Well that’s a long story…
The simple answer is that I tried to write the book that I wanted to write, when I should have written the book that it wanted to be. There’s a massive difference, and I screwed up. It took real guts for my editor to tell me that what I had written just didn’t work and I needed to redo it. Well, not all of it, thankfully. Only half.
I have spent months rewriting chapters, killing off characters, editing and re-editing words until I really am reaching the end of my tether. It’s only thanks to my inherent stubbornness (and a lot of support from friends) that the book will reach its conclusion. But this last stage is killing me – I feel like Jonny Brownlee at the end of the Triathlon World Series.
I haven’t written a blog post in what seems like decades. I haven’t posted on my author Facebook page for centuries. Summertime, life, kids, travel – I’ve let them all get in the way. I haven’t been really happy for months, and I blame the book for much of this. Perhaps my standards are higher than they were when I started. Perhaps those of my editor are. Perhaps deep down I just want to write a good story. Whatever the reason, I am looking forward to reaching the end, although I know that it’s just another beginning. I’ve started on the next series already…
I have always been a 95% person. Fine tuning, making something perfect, has never been my strong point, and now I’m paying the price for that character flaw.
Don’t worry – The Stone Bridge will hit the bookshelves soon. It has just cost more than I expected.