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All about writing my current work in progress – How Edie Wasted Her Summer (with a Footman)

Massive editorial change

So I’ve rewritten the whole book . . . . changing it from close third to first person. This means it’s gone from what Edie (my protagonist) saw, what Edie felt, what Edie did, to what I saw / felt / did.

I’ve been considering this change for a while and finally bit the bullet two weeks ago after chatting with my editor. I tried out a couple of pages and liked the immediacy of the text. I’ve been able to simplify not only my prose, but also my thought processes. I’ve also managed to chop out about 9000 words along the way. Amazing!

On this first person edit, I’ve significantly reduced the role of one of my characters whom I ADORED. I was spending far too long with him, so I am now going to save his devious charm for another story. But that has let the Footman have more space and I’ve fallen head over heels for him again.

What else have I been doing?

Well, I’ve made it clearer that the Footman is a thinking / feeling being from the outset as that wasn’t coming though clearly enough. He’s not just about the breeches ladies!

“And by the way, I thought you should know, the gentlemen was incorrect in his summation. I assure you that I have original thoughts. Very many. Are you not curious about what I am thinking, right now, M’lady?”

The Footman on meeting Edie

I’ve made sure that all my characters are reacting how I know they should, and making sure I have actually written that down, rather than assuming the reader knows it because I know it!

I have taken out some of my more exuberant descriptive paragraphs. And some cereal which was stuck in some hair.

I have attacked a group of people with a golf ball (not me literally, this happens in the book of course).

Edie’s friends are away for the summer and I have been thinking about them a lot and the roles that they play in her decision making process . . . with support, beration, teasing and the occasional question which I think the reader may want answering.

There’s an allotment now, instead of a plant pot. That’s growth for you (ha ha ha).

Sadly I have removed several of what I considered my funnier moments as they weren’t necessarily moving the story along. (But I have kept them handy in case I can squeeze them back in at some point).

I have actually been super busy with loads more as well . . . . can’t think what now off the top of my head! I’m giving myself today off to reflect before I start another run through of editing.

What’s How Edie Wasted Her Summer (with a footman) about?

This is the opening of my recent cover letter (version 8.2 million). I struggle to talk about my work – many authors are the same.

What happens when wishes come true – 220 years after they were made? Especially when a breeches-bedecked-footman appears in your house, and he’s as hot as peppercorns, and you suspect your mum’s after him, and your gran definitely is and you’ve sworn off boys/men, after what Ricky did . . . but, oh, the breeches, the boots, the breeches.

How Edie Wasted Her Summer is a story of when a girl falls in love with someone else’s wish come true. It’s set in small-town contemporary Britain, and is an irreverent twisted-in-time, fantasy romance for upper YA, offering an inversion of love’s first kiss (circa 80,000 words).

I’ll keep working on it!

Mood board for “How Edie Wasted Her Summer”

I’m making mood boards for my WIP at the moment. This is a perfect way of procrastinating as I should be editing.

This is where I am at today (5 March 2024).

It’s a contemporary romance, with a splash of the old world thrown in! It’s a hot summer, with beach parties and midnight swimming and a whole lot of manifesting wishes in the wrong place, at the wrong time!

I’m rather taken with my Footman – he’s got dark curly hair in the novel and so has this chap. . . . apologies if this is you, or your image I’ve purloined here!

My Footman mends a tandem and takes Edie cycling on it along the sea-front. I think that’s rather romantic. Edie less so. She’s always trying to deny her attraction for the weirdo living in her house!