Here you’ll find my infrequent musings! I don’t post often, but perhaps you’ll find some of my thoughts on writing and bookish things helpful. 🙂
Welcome to my annual blog post! 🙂
I was reading an article the other day that said writers with three or more books published are considered “mid-career” authors. They’ve established they’re not flash-in-the-pan, one-hit wonders, but rather people with healthy, active careers. And I sat there and stared and stared and stared. How did I get from being a debut, no-idea-what’s-going-on author to a mid-career, been-around-the-block-a-few-times author? How did the thing I dreamed of only when I was running a 104-degree fever come true? It’s absolutely mind-blowing.
There’s Something about Sweetie came out on May 14th, and with it, took me to mid-career status. I can now look at three of my book babies on my shelves and marvel at the fact that the world now contains three different stories by me. That’s roughly just over a quarter million words of fiction in three years. Whew.
I updated my bio because it was getting unwieldy to list all of my books published (plus the ones coming out very soon). Writing “author of several novels” really got me pumped. I’m so, so lucky, you guys. Ahh. I hope I never forget just how lucky I am, just how many millions of tiny coincidences and glimmers of luck happened to bring me to this point. And the nexus of all that luck and coincidence, of course, is reader love and support. Without that, none of this would even be possible. Again, how did I get so lucky??
Relatedly, I think my books page needs an overhaul. With the cover of Of Curses and Kisses hopefully coming soon (!), and then shortly after that, my summer 2020 rom-com (!), I think scrolling will become a pain. I’m psyched to cook something up with my web designer that’s aesthetically pleasing and user friendly. Stay tuned!
Today I’m going to tell you a very interesting story. It is the story about an author who had some success with her first book and was then tasked with writing her second book. And suddenly, this author completely forgot how to word. She looked at her editor and said, “Wat u mean, buk? Wat iz this ‘buk’? Pleaz no”. And then she wept a giant ocean that washed away everyone in the world.
It’s taken me a long time to talk about this because:
#1: I was terrified that I would literally NEVER be done with my second book
#2: I was terrified that no one else in the history of the universe had ever had this happen to them
#3: I was terrified that having to rewrite the g*dd*mn book two thousand and eleven times meant I was an awful writer
See the common thread there? Fear. I was so afraid of so many things I was having trouble keeping them straight in my head. But then I decided, hey, I don’t really want to let fear rule me. I don’t want this to be some kind of shameful secret I never talk about. This is real life, right? It’s hard. Sometimes you sit at the desk and write 2,000 words of total crap. Sometimes you have to scrap the entire book and start over. Sometimes a major plot point just doesn’t work no matter how much you try to force it to work, like Cinderella’s evil stepsisters jamming their big feet into her glass slipper (I’m a Disney fan, let me have this metaphor). I refused to believe I was the only one this had happened to.
So I reached out to other writers. These are all very successful, talented people, women I truly admire and respect. And you know what they told me?
SECOND BOOKS SUCK, YO. JUST KEEP ON KEEPIN’ ON.
It was such a relief to hear it. I still had to do all the work to make that second book work, of course, but knowing I had these sister writers out there who’d been through the same thing (or were currently going through the same thing) helped so much. It was like we were in this giant, beaten-up ship, all frantically trying to plug the holes on the bottom and repair the tattered sail and keep the pirates at bay. I’d thought I was doing it by myself, but when I shone a light in the dark, it turned out I wasn’t alone at all. We were in it together.
And you know what? I did finally cross the finish line, and I have to say, I’m prouder of From Twinkle, With Love than I am of When Dimple Met Rishi, which came so easily to me. I feel like Twinkle and I have been to war together. I want to crack open a bottle of gingerbeer and share it with Twinkle while we talk about the good/bad ol’ days.
Entertainment Weekly revealed the cover and exclusively posted the first chapter of From Twinkle, With Love. Bustle featured an extended excerpt (and details of the preorder campaign!). It feels like a badge of honor, like I’ve really accomplished something when people reach out to tell me they love Twinkle and Sahil. And I’m so glad I went through all those rewrites, that I didn’t settle for what felt good enough, that my editor pushed me and pushed me to make it better. Don’t get me wrong, back then I really wanted to throw my computer out of the window and follow it, but looking back? I wouldn’t have done it any differently.
So if you’re a writer–pre-published, published, hobbyist–I want to tell you something. When you feel a project isn’t working, listen to your inner voice. Even if it means rewriting the entire thing, do what you think will make the project the best thing it can be. You won’t regret it. And as you tackle those mindmelting changes, know that Twinkle and I are toasting you with a bottle of gingerbeer.
A dazzling place I never knew!
Oh, hi. Thanks for stopping by to check out this, MY VERY FIRST BLOG POST. Yippee! Confetti! Balloons!
Here’s a secret: I’m not the super best at keeping up with blogs. But sometimes I like to have a place to put my thoughts. So that place will be here from now on, and I’ll update as and when I can. That way I’m not promising you something I feel I might not be able to hold myself to (I hate that feeling!), and I’m not making myself do something I’m not 100% into (I hate that feeling, too!). Okay? Okay. (John Green reference! Huzzah!)
I decided to begin this blog now because…well, because SO MUCH has happened recently and I felt the need to organize my brain. In case you don’t follow me on social media or my newsletter (which you totally should because hello? We have so much fun!), this is what’s happened recently:
- My first ever YA novel came out on May 30th, 2017 via Simon Pulse, an imprint of Simon & Schuster. It’s called When Dimple Met Rishi.
- When Dimple Met Rishi hit the national Indie bestseller list in its very first week! This is an aggregate bestseller list that indie bookstores across the nation compile. YAY!
- When Dimple Met Rishi also hit the New York Times bestseller list in its very first week. I…um, wow. I just didn’t know what to say when my publishing house called me. They all CHEERED, you guys. Then I almost drove off the road and killed my entire family because that’s what happens if you try to talk on the phone when you’re driving. BAD. (I pulled over right away, don’t worry. And then my hands were shaking so badly my husband took over for the rest of the trip.)
So lots going on! I just got back from tour, too, which has been amazeballs and so cool because I’ve never had the chance to meet readers on such a large scale. If I had to pick one favorite thing about writing besides actually getting to tell stories, it’d be meeting readers. Hands down.
Anyway, with all this (totally awesome) mind f*ckery that’s happened, I’m trying to find my footing again. I need to get into a writing schedule and block out the rest of the world because the pressure is so real now. I’m lucky that I’ve already written my second book (oh hey, have you added it on Goodreads? More girl power and brown teens kissing!). But I am working on my third book (more details on that soon!!) and it can be a real trap to wonder if it’s just as good as When Dimple Met Rishi and if people will like it as much and OH GOD WHAT IF I’VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO WRITE I REALLY THINK I HAVE AND I CAN’T RETURN MY ADVANCE BECAUSE I SPENT IT ALL ON CHOCOLATE AND CAT-THEMED STATIONERY
Yeah. I don’t want to fall into that trap. So right now I’m trying to be zen about everything. The way to do that, I think, is write just for me. Write the story that makes me smile and turns my heart into a warm puddle of goo. It seems that when I write the story I want to read, other people end up wanting to read it, too.
So wish me luck! 🙂 And thanks for reading. <3