I've been working on a fiction series set during the Second World War since I was a teenager. I work on it a bit, set it aside, then come back to it and work on it some more. I'm always doing research. (Basically all those books in my monthly booklists that make people ask "Why on Earth did she read that?)
I've even - this makes me feel so professional - been to our Big Library and scrolled through microfilm newspapers.
So, my fledgling book is way better now than it was back when I was a teenager. But...it's no where near finished. I haven't even let Philip read any of it.
And yes, part of it is set in Britain, and yes, I try to tell my husband that we must go back for research's sake. (We've already been once for fun. This would be work.)
If you're wondering what my writing process looks like, it goes something like this:
- inspiration strikes (often late at night)
- furiously scribble story down in spiral bound notebook until exhausted
- later (a day, a week, a...longer than that) type story into computer word processing program
- become convinced story is a) dreck, b) hopeless, c) pretty good but will never be finished
- go for a while without writing
What about you? Ever wanted to write a book?
This post is linked to Booking Through Thursday.