The finish line of this final edit is in sight, now. Three more chapters to go. I’ve been struggling to honour my one-chapter-per-day commitment, because of wedding preparations. I’m getting married in…. *checks phone countdown app*… 66 days. And there is an immense amount of work to do, still, for that. Not least, because the party venue is here, on our land.
I might have mentioned before, I’m pretty sure I’ve got ADHD and I think it’s this that makes me struggle with motivation when I don’t have tight and scary deadlines. This wedding is one hell of a tight and scary deadline. I can do what I need to do, just about, if I work on it every day and I can still fit in some book editing and – hopefully – some recording of chapters as well, for the Audible release which I want to happen simultaneously with the book.
I think. Not sure about that.
But my plan for the rest of 2023 is wedding, then book release. Then the PR to sell the book, which will include this website and blog going live and some YouTube and other social media stuff.
Ugh. I’ll have to Tweet. For some reason, I can never quite get on with that platform, but it’s well named!
Chapter 44 is a Maybelle-related one, so I like it. Somehow, the sub-plot of this book is of more interest to me than the main plot. You can probably tell that, when you’re reading it. But it’s the human angle, the social dynamic that’s always there whenever a group of people tries to do anything. And it fascinates me.
Yeah, that’s it. History Maps is the story that emerges from not one, but two of my motivating emotions.
- The yearning to see and engage with local history (which I obviously share with Zoe); and
- The compulsion to understand the dynamics between people, especially when it goes wrong.
That’s why we have such a strong sub plot. But it wasn’t intentional! I meant to only write the main plot, about Zoe trying to realise her dream of creating the maps. Maybelle snuck in and took over as I wrote it, as is her wont.
Maybe she lives in my brain and is part of me.
Maybe, she’s part of us all.
Anyway, I’ve got to go and spread some sand out now, to lay a brick floor for our new cookhouse. Tight schedule! Must go.