For those of you who read the opening chapters of The Gateway many months ago, you’ll be interested to hear that they’ve changed a great deal since Emmeline’s story first emerged in my head. I can’t share any of it with you currently, as I have sent it for consideration to a publisher and am awaiting their response: yay or nay. I pitched the story to them last week, and was over the moon to pique their interest and be invited to submit the entire manuscript. Even if the only response I get is thank you but no thank you, that’s good enough for me, as I’ve taken the first step in getting it “out there”.
More excitingly, as many authors find, one or two secondary characters have gradually taken on a life and journey of their own, and I’ve found myself over the past few weeks curling ideas around in my head, tasting scenarios and wondering how I could share their story. Then, yesterday, I found myself penning character traits and backgrounds, and before I knew it, a sequel had unfolded before me. I’ve just spent half an hour typing it up, and will probably spend next week doing research into the mid 1930s (that’s all I’m saying for now).
I didn’t want to class Time For Love (formerly The Gateway, and a lot different to the original version) as a time-travel romance, but as genres would have it, it would seem that’s the category it falls into. According to Goodreads, a time-travel romance is: A novel that features time-travel or a dual-time story-line with a romance theme. This pretty much sums up Time For Love, as it’s not strictly time-travel, but is set in two different time-zones. The sequel will also follow this theme and I’m already really excited about it. I’m also nervous of the level of research required, as although it’s fiction, some aspects can’t be made-up. How I ended up weaving history into my writing is beyond me, but I really enjoy it.
On a separate note, I haven’t forgotten about my second novel, so painstakingly crafted during NaNoWriMo 2013. It’s completely unrelated to the time-travel romance books, which seem to be developing themselves in my mind. In fact, novel number two – a contemporary romance – has been printed and is patiently awaiting a redraft.
So, while I’ve been quiet, rest assured that I am squirreling away behind the scenes, and seem to have found a new addiction. I just wish I could spend all day dreaming up stories, characters and plot-lines, but real life must go on and I have some potatoes waiting to go in the oven for our Sunday roast.
Thanks for reading, I’m off to finish making dinner, while my mind wanders to a time long ago. 🙂