Yet, my own daydream is to someday be the reclusive writer who does nothing but write, publishes enough to really earn a decent living at it, and doesn’t have to do book signings or give interviews or deal with the ups and downs of the human race on a daily basis. I would live surrounded by nature, with only my beloved immediate family close by. I’d have my dog, and my cat, and a guppy or two(hundred), and Starlings around me for conversation during my long days tapping at the keyboard and creating magic.
Category: My Writing
Following the Leader
In this case, the leader is the story, and I’m just clicking at the keyboard, following it wherever it goes. I have no idea where it’s going to end up. Heck, it might end up in the trash folder.
But, do you know what? I’m having fun.
Just as I have no idea if this book will turn out even remotely acceptable. If it doesn’t, that’s okay. It’s being written because I have to write it. It is like a purge, getting the bottled up energy out of my system, while I let the story have its way. Will I finish it? Will it take me to a place where it shows me a conclusion? Will I get halfway through, and find that it has abandoned me along a roadside somewhere, with no way to continue the journey?
I guess I’ll find out.
The Lost Story
Many years ago (before there was an Internet), I began a book. Life happened, as it so often does, and I never got past the first three chapters. The book was begun in good old Word Perfect for DOS (if you’re old enough to remember DOS, congratulations; you’re a survivor), and at some point converted…
Well, it appears that health (and other boring necessities) have derailed me, once again. I find myself scrambling to get things done, stressing over time constraints, and finding that the day to day routine has me totally sidelined. I’m still writing, though have not been able to keep up with the NaNoWriMo quota. I’ll keep…
Lost in the Woods?
I earned my 10,000 word badge today. Even thought I’ve been somewhat sidelined by doctor’s appointments, power outages, and Election Day, I’m still on track with NaNoWriMo. It’s been six whole days. Only 24 to go. Will I make it?
Yes. You know? I think I will. However, I’m not quite sure if those 50,000 words are going to bring me to the place I thought I would be going.