Now that we're living in Dublin, Ireland, I really wanted to write a contemporary romance set here. I had a snippet of an idea in my head, but nothing was really flushed out, but then two things happened yesterday.
1. I struck massive inspiration as I was walking through St. Stephen's Green and witnessed a school teacher reprimanding a little boy for being mean to the little girl he'd been partnered with on a class project. She was not what you'd call a beauty and you could tell that she was really hurt by the way he'd treated her but the teacher was having none of his shenanigans. I started mulling how a situation like that could apply to a character I'd been building in my head for awhile and the thoughts started coming fast and furious. By the time I reached my destination I had a whole narrative laid out around the hero & heroine and what their backstory was going to be. I was so excited to get started on it!
2. When I finally got home after walking eight kilometers, there was a message from my friend - a fellow author - asking me if I wanted to do NaNoWriMo with her. Now, I'm terrible at NaNo and I have never actually finished in all the times I've attempted it, but I really liked the idea of working on this new book at a fast & furious pace while she simultaneously worked on her idea. We talked through the storylines each of us was considering and excitedly decided that we were going to write them and be finished with each by the end of the year. So while it might not be NaNo, it's a writing challenge of sorts and one that I'm pumped to do well at.
This morning I came downstairs before sunrise and couldn't wait to jump on my computer. I did a little bit of editing to what I'd written last night (this is why I can't do NaNo - I edit everything almost in real time) and was still so fired up about my story idea. Now I had the baseline for the story and the motivation to finish it. I started putting together character sketches for the hero and heroine and immediately saw their physical manifestations in my mind's eye.
So, what's it about you ask? Here's how I described it to my friend Amy:
I should warn you that I don't know the first thing about rugby. My friend Joe is a huge fan and plays back home in Marin but I'd never really given it much thought since in America rugby isn't that important in terms of professional sports. But we spent last Sunday sitting in a pub rooting for Ireland against France and I was instantly captivated by the sport and how invested the Irish are in their national team. When Ian Madigan - pictured above - was put in after a serious injury to a star player, my creative wheels started turning and I instantly knew that I wanted to write a story about a rugby player. So for the next few days I'm going to be knee deep in websites about rugby, getting to know everything that I possibly can about the sport. And I'll probably be texting Joe about 8000 times a day asking for his insight into little things like slang and how it feels to get hit on the field.
I'll keep you posted how things progress, but for now, I'm already 1000 words in. Just 65,000 to go.