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Why I May Move To France

I’m writing a book. My first long work of fiction.  I was supposed to keep that a secret. Oh well.

I’m at 19,500 words and I didn’t tell too many people ~ until now. Unless you count my Facebook Page, but with their wonky news feed that only hits 10 percent of my Likes, who knows who’s reading anything I post there?

Back to keeping it secret. How the heck is a writer ~ someone who tells stories for a living ~ supposed to keep quiet about the process of doing something they’ve always dreamed of doing, always felt a little intimidated to try, always felt they had in them? I can’t keep quiet about this!

I’ve read lots of advice along the lines of: Don’t tell anyone you’re writing a book. Not until you’re done. But what was I supposed to say I was doing at home all day these last few weeks? Dancing to Adam Levine’s Payphone while eating Swedish Berries? That would be truthful, but not the entire story. Everyone knows I spend my days dancing with a Swiffer down the stairs, freelance writing, and writing creative work. I can’t really hide from that. Or the Swiffer people, who keep begging me to shoot a commercial.

The book is a romantic comedy-drama, and I’m hoping it will be an enjoyable beach read for many. Yesterday, I was blushing as I wrote my first (tame) sex scene. I kept thinking: Oy. My parents are going to read this. But, I kept on writing. After all, they did have me. And my sister. I think they know just a little about the subject.

Today, Grandma (“Gram”) got a disco ball in her bedroom. I’m at summer camp, I tell you! I’m having the time of my life, growing with these characters and their experiences.

I’ve found some of my best plotting happens while in the shower. This works great, except that I become so lost in the story, I keep forgetting to shave my armpits. It’s pretty clear that by the time this novel’s done, I’ll have to move to France.

I’ve found some of my best plotting happens while in the shower. This works great, except that I become so lost in the story, I keep forgetting to shave my armpits. It’s pretty clear that by the time this novel’s done, I’ll have to move to France.

So, the secret’s out. I’m writing a book. Maybe I won’t finish it. I still have half way to go on the first draft, and I have all kinds of annoying inconveniences getting in the way of my writing. Paid magazine work. Photography work. Feeding my family. Geesh.

I’m betting I will realize this dream, since now I’ve told everyone I’m doing it, and I simply can’t stand quitting. Maybe it won’t get published; hopefully, some day, it will.

I’ll certainly share the journey with you, and all that I learn along the way.

Thanks for reading!

Eggs wrapped in ham (use an oiled muffin tin!): favourite go-to-dinner item for this author! Thankfully, our daughter loves it. She'll be eating this often in the next few weeks, because Mommy's writing a book!
Eggs wrapped in ham (use an oiled muffin tin!): favourite go-to-dinner item for this author! Thankfully, our daughter loves it. She’ll be eating this often in the next few weeks, because Mommy’s writing a book!
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10 thoughts on “Why I May Move To France

  1. I messaged you on Facebook and I kept checking to see if you’d read it yet. Then I saw your post about taking a sabbatical and was like OHHHHH. So then I came here. lol 🙂 Hi!

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    1. Hi Kellie! Yes I am staying strong! 🙂 I love my blog, it’s where it all began, so I shall check this daily, but hunkering
      down to writing and family time. I will still tweet a little as this automatically tweets out posts, and I want to help my followers
      by retweeting / sharing their work, so I will stay there, but keep it to a minimum. I have the shakes!! (kidding) 🙂 I’m enjoying reading books too, wow, who knew all the time i’d find!

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  2. Congrats, Heather, and thanks for telling us! It’s hard … when you’re writing something and are excited about it … not to tell everyone. At least it’s hard for me. I tried not to let TOO much out of the bag when I began writing Chocolatour, but once I really got into it (just as you’re doing) it was too hard not to share the excitement for my work. Good luck to you!

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  3. Yeah come and live in France Heath – Paris to London in 3 hours by Eurostar, ur feet never leave the ground 🙂

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  4. I’ve been reading your fb page.. Your secret was safe with me. 😉 Keep in writing my friend! You inspire me so.

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  5. Not even letting yourself get full-on mountain yak with your lack of shaving is ever ever a reason to go to France. Drink some American wine and rethink that.

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