Hello there, I’m Jon. Pleased to meet you and thanks for stopping in.
I first decided to write a novel at the age of 7. I got out my child-sized typewriter (the size for a child, not of a child I hasten to add), a copy of Alice in Wonderland and began dutifully typing it out word-for-word. I figured, with unbeatable 7-year-old logic, that it had sold millions of copies, so selling a few million more would make me an overnight star and unspeakably wealthy. Plagiarism is a long word for a 7-year-old.
Persistence also proved to be a long word and I gave up around 3 pages into the endeavour. I didn’t give up the dream of writing a novel though and, for the next 25 years, always believed I would one day find the time, motivation, ideas and, most crucially of all, words. Finally, 3 years ago, I was spurred on by two near-simultaneous occurrences:
- The realisation that at this rate I was likely to reach my own final chapter before getting the prologue of the novel written;
- A random contact from a mysterious and beautiful stranger via a social network.
From this strange parentage was Dark Energies (or at least the germ of the idea) born.
The journey to a completed first draft was a long one, fraught with wrong turns and dead ends, finally culminating 3 years later. On the way, I learned a huge amount about how to write and, more importantly perhaps, how not to. This blog will share as much of that learning as I can recall without cringing in embarrassment, in the hope that it will be of use to others who’ve harboured the same lifelong dream as the 7-year-old I once was.
As with all first drafts, Dark Energies still needs work – some of that will also be documented here for your edification and general amusement – but, in tandem with that, I’m now setting out on the journey of publishing. It’s a bewildering yet hopeful route these days. The slavish dependence on agents and publishers is dwindling, replaced by the freedom and overwhelming choices of self-publishing and crowd-sourcing.
Let’s see how we get on shall we, as Kate, Dan and I venture forth …?