A group of published UK-based authors and illustrators of picture books, children's and YA.
There’s a famous joke, isn’t there, where someone claims they ‘love to watch deadlines flying past’. Now for me, that’s just not funny. It always makes me purse my lips in disapproval.
Perhaps I am in the minority, but I truly love a deadline. More than that: I can’t work sensibly without one. I think it comes from my initial training as a journalist, first in print and then for the BBC. Deadlines arrived several times a day: copy and audio/video clips were needed for the hourly news bulletins and longer items were required for the ‘appointment’ news programmes that are now falling out of fashion, such as the early evening news or the breakfast slots.
When I studied for my Creative Writing PhD, my supervisor told me I was the only student that had never missed a deadline. (She also called me a ‘fossil’ for taking notes in shorthand, but we’ll gloss over that). And when I moved into teaching, I was horrified to find the casual way that deadlines were treated – forgotten, altered and roundly ignored.
For me (and my army of controlling demons), a deadline is the only way to get things done. Without a cut-off point, my writing can take a phenomenal amount of time and will always be put to the bottom of the to-do list. Give me a deadline, though, and no matter how huge the task, I will meet it. It’s a matter of personal pride.
When I got my first publishing deal (for an adult crime novel), the contract said that the publisher would have first refusal on anything I wrote in the following twelve months. I chose to read that as ‘they will accept your next novel, as long as you write it in the next year’. It gave me enough of a psychological deadline to ensure I got through a first draft in less than six months.
Since then, though, the deadlines for my writing have not been fixed. As a result, I have no fewer than four partially-completed novels on the go. No matter how well-intentioned I am and how much I love writing, I am easily bored and I do flit from project to project, without a strict completion date. My own personal deadlines, usually, are not compelling enough for me to stick to them. They need to be externally-set and they need to have some sort of penalty built in: so a deadline set by a writing buddy, for example, would not be ‘real’ enough.
I have managed to complete a YA novel, because I (rather accidentally) attracted the interest of an agent and his deadlines were ‘real’ ones, in the twisted responses of my mind. I would meet them, rather than lose his representation. So what I need is someone to be on my back, with deadlines that feel authentic. Can anyone help? Is there, perchance, an app for that?
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Bea Davenport left journalism to study for a Creative Writing PhD at Newcastle University. The children’s novel written as part of that, The Serpent House, was published by Curious Fox in June 2014. It is a historical time-fantasy inspired by the medieval leper hospital once sited in the village where Bea now lives. Before being commissioned by Curious Fox, it was shortlisted for the 2010 Times/Chicken House Award.
The Serpent House was Bea’s first novel for children, although she has two adult crime/suspense novels published by Legend Press.
In 2014, Bea worked with Fiction Express on an interactive e-book where school pupils read a chapter each week and chose what should happen next. Bea then wrote the next chapter in time for the following Friday! The paperback version of the book, My Cousin Faustina, is now published by ReadZone Books.
She is programme leader in creative writing for the Open College of the Arts and lecturer in journalism at the University for the Creative Arts.