A guest post from Bloomsbury author Katie Hickman.
When I first started writing I used to think that there was nothing in the world quite as intimidating as a blank sheet of paper. A thought I was reminded of only a few days ago when staring at one myself, waiting for the inspiration to begin my new novel, the next in the series after The Pindar Diamond.
There is something about it that always seems - well, so improbable somehow.
It always feels as though there’s something else I should be doing. Some sort of preparation: reading, researching, dancing round a maypole, perhaps? It’s the reason that writers’ houses are always supposed to be so terribly clean. We are forever putting off the evil moment.
It’s hard beginning any book, but novels are particularly difficult. Before you start it, a novel is something that does not yet exist. It is – what? A thought. A feeling. A castle in the air. In my own case, a ghostly presence (the character of John Carew) who has been stalking me for the last 15 years, damn him, wanting his moment in the sun.
Here are a few strategies that I’ve tried over the years. If beginning at the very beginning seems too daunting, I try writing small fragments (a description of a character or a place, or a piece of dialogue) which might end up at any point in the novel.
On Monday I started by writing a scene that I’ve had in my head for many months now. It’s rural England, 1606. Sometime towards a winter nightfall. A man in ragged clothes is making his way down an ancient drover’s path. Who is he? Where has he come from? Where’s he heading?
At first, it’s all horribly creaky, but I spend all Monday and Tuesday fleshing out a description of the man and the drover’s path (it helps that I have a real location in mind), and by Wednesday, suddenly, things are beginning to happen.
Everything I’ve been doing this week begins to feed into that one scene. I think of the photographic portraits I went to see at a friend’s exhibition on Bankside (Tessa Traeger: Voices of the Vivrais) and somehow they insinuate their way into my description of the man - who then mysteriously becomes two men.
My mystery man now has a companion, some sort of... well, he looks like a vagabond, or a country type that used to be called a ‘moocher’. Who is he? What’s he doing there? And where is he going?
(Want to know more? I will be writing a detailed, almost daily description of the process of writing this new novel in my blog.)
So: how do you begin a new novel?
Firstly, don’t wait for inspiration. Inspiration comes during the actual process of writing, not while you’re waiting to begin.
Instead: put a date in your diary. Sit down. Start writing.
For more on Katie Hickman see her Bloomsbury Publishing page and her official website.
HI Katie,
Reading your blog, and the replies to it, has been very reassuring! I am writing my first novel and have had the characters in my head for a number of years. I found it impossible to sit and start at the beginning, so I have spent the last few months writing scenes, conversations, characters and plots and now feel that it is actually coming together. It all felt rather random and disconnected, and I felt vaguely guilty that I had not sat down and begun at the beginning. I find just putting the characters together and making them talk creates all manner of inspiration! They take on a life of their own, and hey presto....! Magic. This is what I love about writing - the fact that I never quite know where it will lead.
I really want to write my next book in a series of three but as I am getting only rejects from agents for my first novel inspiration is hard to find. The idea is there all the time in my head and won't go away but negativity is stopping me from continuing with my writing. There is a strong italian character who speaks english and I am struggling to find a way to show his accent in his speech. This could be an excuse, I just hope some time soon inspiration strikes again because at the moment I feel like I'm in limbo.
I first started writing my novel a year ago. I had an idea where I was going with it, but it changed, completely and I still kept writing. Some time ago (think days) I realized that you can't write a novel like that. Yes, I know certain things that happen and why and etc, but you're supposed to know your story and your characters inside and out any time of the day to write a good quality novel. Therefore, I decided to stop actively writing the story and work on the plot, the characters and all else that follows.
Of course, when a great part of the story comes to me, I'll write it down, but I will be focusing on devising the plot, because the story I have in mind could stand alone as one book, but there could also be a sequel or maybe two, so I have to think of all the details.