I didn’t think I’d be writing this post until at least halfway through November, but here we are—I finished my second book.
Of course, I’m using ‘finished’ here to mean the first draft, not the thirty million round of edits I’m going to need to make this resemble something decent but anyway!
The one I’ve finished is ‘Ketura’ which I’ve discussed a few times on here already. No, it still doesn’t have a title but that’s beside the point. I started this back in August, only a few days after I finished my first novel Tied Together. It’s not nearly as long—TT is 65k, while this is only 42, but so it took me nowhere near as long to write. (TT took me 9 months of stress.)
Ketura is an incredibly different story to Tied Together, or any other novel I’ve even thought about writing. It’s also probably the hardest novel I’ve had to write…emotionally. It’s the story about a girl named Tash who has one leg and is losing her mum to cancer. It’s also a lot like my own story. I have both legs, though they don’t work like they’re supposed to and at one point, losing one of them was a serious worry. As I’ve mentioned before, I lost my mum to cancer last year.
The point is, I had more common with Tash then I have with any of my other characters. My protagonist for TT, Coralie and I have a lot of the same interests (books, tea etc.) but we’ve had very different lives—mainly because I don’t have magic powers…yet. On the other hand, with Tash—I’ve lived through a lot of what she has and that sometimes made writing very hard.
I don’t think I’ve ever cried at my own writing so much. It bought up a lot of feelings about my mum, and about other people who were a big part of my life at that time—both good and bad. It made me realise how lucky I was to have a certain small group of high school friends with me at the very end, and it strengthened my love for my dad, brother, grandparents and my mum’s best friends—who in particular got me through a lot of stuff when others didn’t.
Mostly it reminded me about how much the whole experience sucked, but also how much I needed to write about it. Now it’s onto the next book, and just in time for NaNoWriMo too!