A little less conversation...

As many of you have heard, I'm writing a book. Actually I'm writing a series of romance/sci-fi novels. It is an ambitious undertaking but I feel that I'm up to it.

The idea came to me while I was working out one day. I was thinking about how I'm not real happy with my current job and in a few years I hope I'm doing something better. That thinking lead me to wonder where I'd be in five years and what I'd be doing.

I think most people think, "Someday I'd like to write a book." Well I'm one of those folks. So sitting on the exercise bike that day I got to thinking about how I'd market a book.

There are so many good ideas out there today but you really have to have one that stands out. I knew if I were to write a book it had to be a romance. On top of that it had to be supernatural of sci-fi in some way.

Unfortunately there are already a ton of really great authors who are published in those genres. If I were going to break into writing I had to have a catch.. like all the titles had to have the word "Black" in them or something.

Then all of a sudden an entire world of heroes and villains popped into my head. It was the most amazing thing. To go from thinking about nothing to not being able to turn your brain off. Ideas were flying through my head so fast I hardly remember stopping in the middle of my workout and driving home to the nearest pad of paper.

For two hours I jotted down ideas for not one, but at least nine novels, most of them already have titles. I went online and did some research to see if I was getting my facts right. By this point I'd been awake for almost 24 hours.

JR was out of town for the weekend and I had to work at six in the morning but I couldn't let it go. I tried laying down once and immediately got back up and turned on my laptop. I wrote the first three chapters non-stop before I finally collapsed after being awake for close to thirty hours.

The next day I got up, went to work, and when I came home I wrote two more chapters.
The day after that I did some more research and edited what I had wrote. Then JR came home, and I couldn't write a damn thing.

Part of me wanted to shove my book in his face and make him read it and tell me how great it was. Then a few minutes later I'd have the insane urge to slam my laptop shut if he walked behind me.

And so it's been. I love JR to distraction, and that's exactly what he is. But it's all good. My pace has slowed, but I've managed to write twelve thousand words so far. I need at least four times that to even get in the ballpark of a normal novel length.

The biggest challenge for me has been battling my fear. I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. My grammar skills and spelling suck. I have no formal training and no publisher connections. What keeps me writing is the enjoyment I'm getting from creating my own universe and the belief that I have a really good idea.

And what is my idea...?

Well I'm not ready to share that. I tried explaining it to JR and he got all glassy eyed on me. So I'm going to work on my book first then worry about how to describe it to people. Hopefully it's good enough I won't be doing much of that.