Over the weekend at Rainforest Writers Village, I began working on the book proposal for Going to Extremes. Last night I made some more progress on it. I’m getting pretty excited about it.
Nonfiction is an entirely new direction for me. I’ve written nineteen first draft novels, but never written nonfiction longer than five or six thousand words. Covering the intersection of cancer, parenting and extreme travel, this book will be part autobiography, part narrative nonfiction, part how-to book on coping with cancer; a hybrid of several nonfiction forms. The challenge of doing this, and the opportunity to talk about my experiences in a coherent framework, will be fantastically interesting.
This project also seems to be a new way for me to approach my cancer and my life experiences with the disease. The fourth anniversary of my initial cancer presentation is coming up next month. (Makes me wonder if I should throw it a birthday party.) That strikes me as momentous for some reason.
I’ll be pulling heavily from my blogging for the book. Likewise I plan to interview my doctors and some of my other caregivers, as well as friends and family members. Most especially,
Let us hope the book proposal does well out in the big, bad world of publishing.