I am lucky enough to have my very own debut #LoveOzYA novel (heart eyes) coming out in March 2019, which is a YA contemporary high school love story called: Making Friends with Alice Dyson. I thought it might be kind of interesting to honestly chronicle the experience of being a debut YA author on the traditional publishing route, and to peel back the curtain a little for anyone who might like to know more about this journey (or is going through something similar). I know there is a LOT of information floating around the net about how to get published, but a little less about what happens afterwards. I am an absolute newbie to this side of the fence, and will be chronicling everything I learn along the way here. And for today’s post, I thought I’d start with the obvious: How Hard is it to Actually Get a Novel Published?
I read a lot. Maybe not as much as some of the voracious readers I have met at book club (who read about a thousand books a month!) but I read when I can because it makes me happy. I adore stories and I love to cram them inside my head. I also enjoy to chat about them too, so I thought I might start writing a bit more about what I’m reading on my blog, just for fun. I’m not mad into writing reviews, so I will keep this short and sweet and fun! Because this is my blog, and I can do that if I want to.
On my second trip to NZ I heard this fascinating true story, while travelling through the northern regions of the Auckland area. Back in the day, there was a group of German people experiencing persecution in their home country due to their religion, and many of these people were forced to leave home and travel to far off countries like Australia and New Zealand. This particular group travelled across Europe to get away (which took approx. a full year) to then board a boat headed for the wild unknown of New Zealand (this journey took another year!). When they arrive into Auckland, they have been assigned some land to the north to start their new settlement and community. But little do they know, this area is a total forest with nothing cleared. Also, they have been sold this land by the original owners, a Maori clan with enemies to the north, who are hoping this new European community (with their weapons etc.) will help them protect their territories. So this group of European men, women and children, who have travelled across the whole world into a total unknown on a one way ticket, are picked up in the Auckland port by Maori warriors on canoes, and brought upstream to their new home. I always imagine that trip. What would that have felt like for those displaced people? Unfamiliar terrain, an unknown future, and being canoed to their inhospitable new home by Maori warriors. History is filled with interesting and strange stories, and I like to sometimes sit down and think about them.
There are two sides to the issue of not being able to write. Part of me truly believes you just gotta force yourself. Not every second writing is going to be a wonderful beautiful experience where everything flows and is totally awesome.
Sometimes, the truth is you gotta be tough on yourself. You have got to just sit down and FORCE YOURSELF to push through that slump until it all starts working again.
The flip side of this is, when do you know when you have to let go of a book?