Have you ever wanted to write a book?
Well, I did.
But what should I write about? What kind of book would it
be: a thriller, a chicklit? Would I be able to write an excellent literary
masterwork? Or should I write a nonfiction book as I am an expert in my profession.
Not just the difficulty to choose what kind of book it had
to be, stopped me from starting. The
genre gave me a lot of thought too, as
did things like first or third person, past tense and so on. I could not get
myself to begin.
For years I had more than enough reasons to postpone. Till
march 2012. I decided I didn’t care anymore about the how, the kind of book,
the grammar. I just wanted to write. So I began.
If it would become a book? Who cares, the least myself. I write because I like to. Nothing more or
less. For my own fun only.
Dear readers, I discovered how much I love to write! I just
sit down and let it happen. I write parts of a story and this story develops while
I ‘m writing.
My husband is very curious and asked me if he could read
what I have written so far, but I have to disappoint him. It is just not
finished yet.
It would be allright if it would be at the end of the book,
but even I don’t know where in the story it isn't finished. I ‘ll have to write and rewrite. It happens in the beginning, in the middle and sometimes in parts of the last chapters. And I like it
that way. The words just flow from my fingers to the laptop. Interesting to discover that a
new part of the story often also means that other parts have to be
rewritten. So he’ll have to wait.
And now 18 July 2012 I already wrote 49.437 words and the
story grows to a combination of a chicklit and a detective. One of
the main characters writes in the first
person and the others from the third person.
And I, I write and gleam. Gleam because I
love writing. Gleam because I know already who did it. But the way
you , my reader, will explore who did it, with hints and clues in the book, I discover myself every day a bit more. That is really fun!
As I need music, as
part of the story, it is essential, I discover the most beautiful songs.
I now know many facts where the story requires it. Discoveries I made
from behind my screen. That is fun too.
Yesterday a title suddenly appeared. I will write about that
in one of my next blogs.
The story has become a book. Now it deserves a writer.
This morning was born March, Yara. The pseudonym where my writings will feel at home.
The story has become a book. Now it deserves a writer.
This morning was born March, Yara. The pseudonym where my writings will feel at home.
From now regularly new blogs in:
The Making of … Yara March
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