Last year I wrote that I planned to blog less because I wanted to write more (or something like that, I wasn’t really reading it.) Which seems like an oxymoron, except it isn’t. Because I gave myself until the end of last year to finish my book. In case you are one of the few people that I’ve spared discussing my book with, your luck has run out.
I’ve been writing a book about my childhood in Leningrad and our immigration process to the United States. I’m not sure there has ever been a time when I didn’t want to write this book. As my parents were putting extra layers of clothes on me during the Soviet winters and wrapping the scarf over my mouth and nose, I must have been thinking ONE DAY THE WORLD WILL KNOW MY STORY, AND YOU INFIDELS WILL BE SORRY! What? Infidels is Russian for parents who overdress children.
And the good news is that I finished my book proposal and most of my manuscript. The bad news is that I am now rewriting parts of it. And because I’m no longer on vacation, I don’t have a lot of time for it. I’m trying to be better about carving time out for writing, about protecting that time, but as I’m sure you know, life gets in the way. Appointments, and laundry, and please don’t tell me that I have to remind you that The Bachelor is back on today.
But I’m trying. I’m trying to make my manuscript a priority, even though I know that memoirs are a tough sell and that the Cold War is long over. (BUT IT MAY BE BACK! READ MY BOOK AND FIND OUT HOW TO PROTECT YOURSELF!)
I also recommitted to reading more in 2013. I think it makes me a better writer, and not just because there’s more to plagiarize. In case you missed it, my 2013 book list is up and I’ll be adding mini-reviews of the books as I finish them. Please check it out, if you are into that sort of thing.
One year ago ...
- The Resolution Keeper - 2011