On starting with back story

I can't believe I've done it myself! Since ages I told everyone whose opening I read and contained too much back story, not to do it, to web it in, to introduce it slowly and bit by bit, but ignored my own advice.

The reason being is that I've never written a sequel. I'm sure I wouldn't have done it with a new book, but the sequel is a different animal entirely. I created a scene with four people talking to each other, and two people, who are absent, introduced in the first 400 words. Now that's what I call tight writing, tight, but wrong.
I had a feeling it might be too much information and back story crammed into the opening and got the confirmation from a friend I sent it to. Nothing I couldn't fix easily, but something that shows once again, as writers we need feedback, best in the early stages to avoid big rewrites.

Sequels need to be able to stand alone, so while back story is important, it shouldn't have the function of a teaser for the other books in a series. It's a challenge to connect the books without going too deep into what happened in the first one. But you need to introduce the characters to readers who start with the second book.
Since I'm experiencing this now for the first time, I take my hat off to every single author who's managed that effortlessly.

I'll also have the task to go deeper into some of the characters that played minor roles in the first book, plus I'll add some more characters, especially for the dark side. Keeping the balance between romantic comedy and paranormal will be a lot harder for the sequel, I want to keep the light tone of the first book, the wonderful intimate moments between Celia and Tom, but without repeating them.

Well, something positive came out of it: he liked the writing and the scene itself. Go, me! ;-)

No Rapture and no picnic either, what a disappointment

I did expect the the former won't happen, but the picnic? No, that was something I looked forward to. My friend Elin, who used to live in London and is now back in Sweden came over for the weekend, so, of course I wanted to see her.

Kenwood House in Hampstead Heath

Planning is crucial for me, the route, that is, because I have no sense of direction at all. Drop me anywhere in London and I'll never find my way back home. Horrible, but at least you can be sure I bump into someone I know, always happens. So I took my cycling guide and planned the route, which roads to go and where to turn, wrote it all down, for me, silly Stella, meticulously, nothing can go wrong. Or so I thought.

Today, I made my way to Finsbury Park and was supposed to cycle along Seven Sisters Rd. If only I knew which one it is. I was sure it was the one behind the station, five minutes later, I learned it wasn't. Typical, I turned left, because it must lead, roughly, to Holloway Rd. which it didn't. It did, however, lead to Seven Sisters Rd, where I originally wanted to go, but I couldn't turn right, one way. Bugger! What now? I managed to find the right way, finally turned into Holloway Rd. and learned it's not only very long, but also goes mostly uphill and it didn't stop there. Up to Hampstead Heath, it's basically uphill all along.

 Uphill in Archway

Panting, sweating and deep red in my face, I stopped at Archway, looking uphill and decided to turn around, do some grocery shopping, then start with my sequel. There, at least I could enjoy the downhill ride and arrived safe and sound at home after an hour's exercise. Shame, though I didn't get to meet my friend.

My friends the speech marks.

The past two days I've spent an amusing time changing my manuscript's speech marks. The reason being is that I'm soon publishing my novel, No Wings Attached, and want to make it more eye-friendly for the Americans. Though people I've asked said they don't mind the spelling differences like colour (color), favourite (favorite) and others, they said the single quotes do disturb them immensely.

Since I learned creative writing in the UK, I never really thought about using anything else than single quotes. In fact, I quite like them. But in order to make my book more readable for buyers on the other side of the pond, I change them all into double quotes.

<---with open office


       with an older version of word ---->



There are other things to consider, too. I've been told by an editor who works for an American publisher, that my punctuation is off. Well, it wasn't, I used the BE. A bit embarrassing for the editor, who should've noticed. Never mind, I didn't say anything as I didn't want to do the suggested rewrites anyway. Here is an example for you.

BE: 'She said she was "out".'
AE: "She said she was 'out.'"

The only thing I won't recommend is doing those changes with find & replace. Well not if you don't know how to use it properly.

What I've learned? To ditch the single quotes and use doubles when you want to publish outside the UK.

I'm not a fearless indie author

I'm a bit scared, I must admit. By end of this month, my first novel, my baby, will be released and I don't know what is going to happen. I've put a lot of work into it, loved it, hated it, loved it again and now, I'm working on the final touches. I need to make some decisions regarding the cover, perhaps do some alterations to the blurb. I do believe in this book, very much, so do others, but is it enough?

The proof is in the pudding as the British say, so I'll have to patiently wait how my baby is going to do. And I need to write the sequel. Something I always advise, is to do the plotting first. Now, I've tried, but it didn't work out very well. Think I'm not such a plotter after all.

I wrote the first book having a vague storyline in my head, no big plotting from start to finish, in fact, I let the characters take over and it worked perfectly fine. I fear I'll have to do the same with the sequel. I know roughly what I want to happen, but that's about it. A pretty scary thought, to dive into writing without knowing where it will end, keeping in mind what happened in the first book and laying the foundation for the third.

And the pressure is on. Since I will have the first book out, I need to write a second book as soon as possible, best would be to write the third right after that. I always said I'm going to write the sequel when I've sold the first book (to a publisher), well, it might sound weird and lazy because if I was a real writer, I would have written the book anyway, but then I thought I've written the first book in 2.5 months, I can do it again. With beginning of June, I'll be busy writing, I suppose and I'm looking forward to it.

Unless my book doesn't sell, then, well, then I think I'll just go ahead editing with the latest novel. And it's not that I have run out of ideas.

Friends are the most wonderful gift

Well, at least I think they are. You see, it was my birthday yesterday. I didn't plan anything big, because I couldn't care less to be honest. All I wanted was to have my friends around me, no presents, but a relaxed time. The days of the wild parties are over, I mean I only ever had the odd party anyway -- who's to clean all the glasses and plates, let alone the flat and bring the bottles to the recycling containers? Me! So, no, I'd rather go out for a drink or have a quiet one with a few close friends.

My friend Piddi arrived on Friday, to have a little 'holiday' as she put it. We spent the Saturday having a fry up, then walking around some markets, things I only do when I have visitors as I usually prefer the non-tourists areas. In the evening we watched a play, Uncle Vanya, which was wonderfully performed. It's a tiny, charming local theatre, which I discovered by accident a few days ago. After that we went home to have a chat over a glass of wine.

Yesterday, we met with my friend Bobby and his housemate in a local pub to have some traditional Sunday Roast, which also went down well. I must say, it was one relaxed birthday.

My friends know I'm not much into bah humbug. No Christmas, no Easter or Halloween or anything else. I'm particularly not fond of presents made on those days, because I think that you have 365 days of a year to make presents. To me the most important thing is to spend those days with people you love and who love you, too. That's something I've done for a long time now and nothing will ever beat this.


Oh and finally, some really good news, too. My book received another review (4stars) and was described as 'Sex and the City meets Seinfield, which is a huge compliment. So, thank you, Shira, for the lovely review, I know you have your troubles doing them.

Writing is easy, then comes editing...

I have to admit I had no idea how writing, editing, the industry itself works when I began with my first novel. I asked a friend who said,' You just send an overview and the first few chapters to a publisher and that's it.' Easy, I thought.

My aim was 120k. Why? Because I didn't know better. So every day I typed and typed, edited as I went along and in 2.5 months, my brand new baby was complete. My friend did the cold reading, commenting along, but it seemed I've done a good job plotting and creating scenes and characters, looking back with the knowledge I've got now, she didn't suggest anything major.

Then I went on the hunt for publishers, thinking, well the book is SO great, they'll rip it out of my hands and the editor will fix my Germisch. That's what all my non-writer friends believed, too.
What an awakening when I learned about authonomy and that publishers want a near-perfect manuscript. What? They won't invest their money into me, the raw diamond and future best selling author? Their loss! Rejections proved others were right, I was wrong.

Thrown off the high horse of dreams, I got down to business and learned as much as I could about writing and editing. And there's a lot to know about. With every new thing I learned, I went through my manuscript, cutting out long-winded passages that cost me hours to write, changed dialogue attributes back and forth, comparing published books with my humble scribblings. Went through it again and again and again and.... ended up hating my book.

I tend to read books only once, twice perhaps if I really like it. Imagine to have to read a book up to fourteen times and even being the one who wrote it! It's painful. I procrastinated, I pushed off, I neglected and at some time I plainly didn't want to go near it anymore. I put it aside after the 13th edit and wrote two other books instead.

After a few months, I decided I need to get it over with, because I still believed in this book, it's my baby in the end and I want to get it out there, pretty and entertaining and maybe even successful, it didn't deserve to be hidden away. And somewhere along the process of reading and making small alterations, I fell in love again. Tonight, I've finished the last chapter of a 82.382 k novel and by end of May, it will be available to download on kindle, hopefully also on smashwords and nook. I can't wait!

Celebrating 500 and an award!

It's been almost two months since I released my humorous short stories Excuse me, where is the exit? and I worked tirelessly to promote and market it. The hours and effort I put into it, paid off:

I'm chuffed. Not only did I sell my 500th book today, I also edited Chapter Seventeen of No Wings Attached, which means there's only one chapter left and it goes into the proof-reading round. It went a strict diet along the way and lost 40k to be precise. I finished the first draft at 120k and that was quite a heavyweight. Can't wait to have it out there, to see how my baby is doing.

To round up what already was a wonderful day, I had a visitor, the lovely Lor Mandela, to my blog who left a nice surprise:

I never win something and it is a wonderful award, being called versatile by someone else than myself. Please pop by on her blog and say hello. You'll also learn about this tradition, which I fully intent to continue, so perhaps it's your blog that receives a surprising gift from me soon?

A brilliant and happy weekend to you, my visitors and readers. You are fantastic. Thank you.