Book development is an ever-changing and evolving process. It is a process that not only requires you to be agile and open, but demands it. And this is where it can be painful for an author.
In the beginning of my book vision for “Girl on the Right: Memoir of a Life Upside Down,” I created an outline of topics that I believed to fit with the theme (meme inspiration), and then made a more formal outline with chapter titles, which were divided into sections. This isn’t a chronological accounting of my life, exactly, it is more of a collection of essays that flow, and are related to the theme. Does that make sense? A big part of my vision is for readers to flip through, should they choose, and read whatever chapter they are led to at the moment. I love the freedom in that, but I am unconventional and see possibilities in everything.
I’ve written about things like motherhood, marriage, friendship, education, career, and the like. In all, my writing has followed along with the book outline. Kind of odd for an unconventional girl like me, actually. I have a host of topics left to cover, but today has been filled with signs of what I need to write about next: all the ugliness that I’ve been subconsciously avoiding, but won’t stay silent any longer. As a writer, this happens often. Word bursts come to me at all hours (particularly between 10 PM – 2 AM). They are insistent and take shape in a way that makes me believe that they have been gifted to me from some unseen, all-knowing source. So now I will follow the source and step away from my structured outline and write my truth. The ugly, sad, hard to share truth.
Most of my life has been an open book. I have seldom refrained from sharing experiences, life lessons, or things that have shaped me. I have this idea in my mind that readers, especially those that know me, are expecting a humorous, offbeat, giggle-inducing memoir. I know there will be some of that, of course, because that’s who I am. But this other side? The side that owns and admits to much darker truth? I don’t know how it will be received.
I am off to the Land of Ugliness. Wish me luck.
Bella Vida, loves!