Monthly Archives: May 2012

Writing

Hey, it’s been two months exactly from my last blog post.  I really am a terrible blogger, that’s just the way it is and I don’t apologize for it.  Life has been busy with my family especially with school getting out next week (I’ve been swamped with end-of-school activities and my husband was gone for two weeks on a business trip in Asia so I was on my own).

Despite all this I’ve been getting back into a hobby that I’ve let sit for the past few years:  Writing.  I like to write because it’s fun and creative, but it’s something I learned to enjoy only within the past ten years or so.  Around that time I joined a writing group that met once a month and I learned a lot from the people there with much more experience.  Since then I’ve dabbled in it just for fun.  Once, I wrote a novel length story just to see if I could.  Well, I could…but it was a terrible book, I was very unhappy with the final result.  I tried to revise it but I wasn’t into it at all so I gave that one up.  I’m not even sure where it is anymore.

Since then I’ve stuck to short stories but I always felt like I had a lot more to say then a short story allows, the novel continued to call to me.  A few years ago I got an idea for another novel and sat down to write it.  I got about 17,000 words  into it and lost interest, I didn’t think it was going well…but I saved it, thinking maybe I could come back to it later.

Fast forward a few years, during that time I didn’t write much besides blog type posts on my formally owned domain and my Livejournal.  I buried myself in reading instead waiting for a time when I might be inspired to write again.  Earlier this year I read Stephen King’s On Writing and afterwards really just had this boost of confidence that Hey, I can do this.  Not long after a new story idea came into my head and I sat down to write it out.

For two months, and then some, I’ve been working on it in my spare time.  Last week I finally finished it, my first full length novel sized story that I’m really proud of.  It came out to just under 93,000 words.  It’s just a rough draft, of course, but I’m super pleased with it, and unlike my first time around, revising it is not making me cringe and think How could I write that? Ugh!  Just yesterday I rewrote the beginning (something I knew I’d have to do all along) and my happiness with it increased ten-fold.  Yes, it still needs a lot of work.  A lot of work (and I hate proof reading), but it’s a nice feeling to be able to do something like this.  Plus I pulled out my second novel attempt, the one with 17,000 words, I realized it’s not that bad and I might really be onto something concept-wise, so I’m going to take a crack at finishing that one, too…and I’m excited about it.

Just one thing I don’t care for:  I’ve been telling people that I’m writing a book and they all act like it’s going to be brilliant and ask me if I’m going to get it published, etc.  While it’s very nice that people have confidence in my ability to write, I wish they’d read it first before deciding if it’s good.  It might not be and I’m fine with that.  I’m going to have a few of my trusted friends, people I can count on for an honest opinion, read it soon so I can get some real feedback and suggestions.  As far as getting published…it’s a cool idea, and I’m not saying I wouldn’t like to get that far in the long run, but I’m just not there yet.  It’s like progressing down a 100-step process and I’m only on step 2 but everyone else is rushing me to step 100 without considering all the other stuff that has to be done first.  It feels a little like too much pressure so I wish people would stop talking about it until I’m ready to pursue those possibilities.

For now, I just want to enjoy writing because it’s fun and I like it.

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