Draft One

I’m 20,329 words into the writing of my second book. But it feels stuck. I was going through my old notes hoping to find some inspiration.

I found my very first jottings from the start of writing Holland, My Heart.

3/11/21

Retelling Ruth. She’s a newlywed, incandescently happy. Tragedy strikes—a car accident? Meet Joe Black? His mother helps her pick up the pieces. Teaches her the ways of — what? The city? Her business? She’s a CEO? Or Hollywood? In the process Ruth learns about herself. Faith. Family. 

Ruth is hardworking. Hyper-focused. Driven. 

Naomi is generous. 

Boaz is hot. 

Boaz calls a board meeting to make Ruth CEO. 

Epilogue:

They get married, baby, Naomi is grandma. 

Maybe after the baby is born Ruth tells the nurse that Naomi is her mom? Some way to demonstrate she’s more than mother-in-law. 

I’m blown away by the date—I started this journey twenty months ago—I’d earlier estimated thirty-one. This gives me hope that I can pull the next book together just as efficiently.

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