As a rule, writing is a lonely profession. Yes, our characters tend to get in there and take over and sometimes while sitting by myself at a computer I feel like I’m shouting unheard into a rowdy room, but if I shake off the crazy, I’m definitely sitting solo. There’s no one at the next desk over. There’s no one with whom I can split the work. No divvying the pile. No complaining about the bossman. Just…me.
Only…not really. Not anymore.
I’m a few years into the game and I’ve usually had a closest writing pal, if you will. Someone who understands the addiction—and the occasional struggle—to get the words down. Someone with whom I trade chapters and ideas. A sounding board. Sanity. But priorities shift. Sometimes words escape. Every now and then, I find I’m a little lost. A little alone. But seriously? Probably never again, because the utterly improbable happened.
I met my author twin.
Exaggeration? Not by much. We write for the same publisher. We have a couple of editors in common. We have the historical genre in common and we shared the common goal of going contemporary. And to that end, within 24 hours of her landing a contemporary series, I got one, too. Then she landed a book on another imprint on which I had already published. Long story short, in a random what-just-happened-here kind of thing, we ended up with books or contracted books on the exact same three imprints. Our upcoming releases alternate mine-then-hers-then-mine-then-hers like they were put that way on purpose—10 of them in the next 13 months. We write about the same number of words per day–about 2,500 of them. We tend to email one another at the exact same time.
But we also have the same deadlines to the same editor, so when we commiserate, we do it right. And when we celebrate, we do that right, too. Generally speaking, it’s hard to be productive when you’re talking about what you’re doing instead of doing it, but my twin and I…yeah, we get it done. And writing has never, ever been more amazing than this.
So, unnamed-for-your-privacy writing twin, you rock so hard. You make this already unbelievably blessed phase of my writing life even better. A year ago I wouldn’t have said that was possible, but here you are. Making it better than I ever thought it could be. I really can’t thank you enough, but what I should say is, dude, get back to work.
You have a deadline.
So do I.
We roll like that.
Everyone should be so lucky.
ABOUT SARAH BALLANCE
Sarah Ballance is a multi-published author of contemporary, historical, and supernatural romance and romantic suspense. She’s been married to her own romantic hero for what he calls a “long, long time” (and no, he’ll never hear the end of saying that). Together they have six children … and clearly too much time on their hands. She currently writes for Entangled Publishing.