Tuesday, January 13, 2015

After the Love Has Gone

by Gina Holmes

When the writing journey begins, we're wide-eyed, hopeful and possibly frothing at the mouth to master the craft of writing, get a publishing contract, make a name for ourselves and maybe even change the world. Oh, yeah, and a Pulitzer would be nice ... since we're dreaming and all.

Then something happens. We actually do it! We get everything we thought we wanted, (except maybe the Pulitzer), but it's not quite the happily ever after we thought it'd be. It's work. Drudgery. Deadlines. Lackluster sales. Some great reviews, and some not so great. We get that industry nod we salivated about in our wannabe days in the form of a coveted award. After celebrating with our pretty little trophy in our pretty little dress, we wake up the next morning with all the same problems we had the day before.

I guess writing is a lot like romantic love. There's a reason fairy tales end with the star-crossed lovers riding off into the sunset. Who wants to see them have their first fight over who's doing more housework? Or watch them struggle to pay for that dream house? Or try to lose the baby or beer gut?

Logically, we know the honeymoon phase must surrender to the far less sexy companion stage. Passion gives way, most days, to contentedness--if we're lucky. If we're not so lucky, we might begin to think we married the wrong person and daydream about what life would be like without the one, in our youth, we thought we couldn't live without.

We begin to wonder why we wanted to be a novelist so badly. What was it that had given us that tunnel vision that woke us up before the sun had risen and hours before our day job required? What had possessed us to spend money we didn't have on writers conferences or word processing programs, professional edits, and bazooka how-to books?

But then, like an endearing smile or kind word from our mate, we get something unexpected. We read something like this and we are smitten once again. We are making a difference! We remember the power and beauty of words. We come back to reality and realize that no matter what other gifts, talents or vocational training we have, we are, at our core, writers. And we are still very much in love.

This life we've chosen, this marriage, is not always romantic. It's not always sexy. It's a sweat pants, unwashed hair in a ponytail, sit at the computer and stare at a blank screen, write a few words, delete them, take a break to look at your sad little bank statement and decide you can only afford meatloaf for dinner instead of the salmon you're craving, read a reviewer slam what you are sure you nailed in your latest novel kind of life.

It's the kind of life other newer writers dream of. They might not know the ups and downs that await them, and that's a good thing. The world needs dreamers. It needs writers. It needs you.

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He made himself an island until something unexpected washed ashore.

When Holton lost his wife, Adele, in a freak accident, he shut himself off from the world, living a life of seclusion, making drifwood sculptures and drowning his pain in gin. Until twenty-three-year-old Libby knocks on his door, asking for a job and claiming to be a friend of his late wife. When he discovers Libby is actually his late wife’s illegitimate daughter, given up for adoption without his knowledge, his life is turned upside down as he struggles to accept that the wife he’d given saint status to was not the woman he thought he knew.

Together Holton and Libby form an unlikely bond as the two struggle to learn the identity of Libby’s father and the truth about Adele, themselves, and each other.


Ane Mulligan said...

Profoundly true, Gina. I loved the review, btw. And I'm so glad it came when it did. Write on, my dear friend. I'm praying for you daily!

Gina Holmes said...

Thanks Ane! Love you friend.

Michael Ehret said...

Ah, confirmation.

I love the way you tied being a novelist to being in a relationship because that's so true.

And 'Crossing Oceans' remains one of my favorite books of all time. Re-reading that passage your reviewer quoted re-lit all the emotions I felt when I read it.

Gina Holmes said...

Thanks Mike. Yeah, a little confirmation goes a long way. Some of us need it more than others maybe but we all need it I think. I need to remember to write the author when I read something wonderful. In fact, I think I'll go do that now.

Heather Day Gilbert said...

Great post from the other side of that writing dream, Gina. Just like marriage, writing is something we commit to. And like marriage, I think sometimes the farther in we are, the greater the rewards. God bless reviewers who share their love of our words in a dry season!

Gina Holmes said...

God bless them indeed! I think we commit to it, but unlike marriage sometimes God calls us to another partner at some point, and that's okay too. (I'm not being called elsewhere btw, just saying :)

Peter Leavell said...

Whoa, Gina! Great stuff! It took me a full year to work through the post magic blues. Thanks for this post.

Gina Holmes said...

Thanks Peter. Just a year? ;-)