As easy as A, B, C . . . from CC
My story is our life with thirteen children, the youngest being a very challenging full-care baby. The endeavors, delights, and sorrows we faced taught us many things, more than we ever could have imagined.
The book is hard to write because of the intense emotion it stirs in me. This is no ordinary book: pages of my life, feelings and lessons learned opened to the world for scrutiny, good or bad. It’s risky for me to place my life in… forgive the pun… an open book.
I want my story to help make someone’s journey easier while letting them know they’re not alone. Others have walked their path and more will in the future.
Right now I’m stuck, not plot stuck… but bound by my emotional ability to handle the writing of the story. My story is written in that it has already happened. What is vital to the story and what is essential to me is a fine line. I’m the mother. I think its every detail is important. The truth is… it’s not. People don’t want to read about mundane details. They want to be taken into the story and feel and breathe the pages as if it were their life. I worry… I don’t have the ability to take the reader for a journey that will have them crying… laughing… infuriated… frightened… but resolute.
I know all writers feel this way, but, in the end, it works out. With some luck I hope to have my book out by the end of the year. Then you will be the judge: did I get it right?
See you day-after-tomorrow for Friday Friends