February 9 has come and gone. It's been over three months since I set my goal to finish in six. I'm over half-way there. And I just might do it, which is both really exciting and really terrifying.
I'm working a lot on my novel but I haven't been inspired to blog much lately; there isn't really anything new to say here. I'm still rolling up and down. The downs suck, but I keep pushing through them. On the up side, exicting things are happening to my characters. I feel sorry for them, since I know how the story's going to end. It's fun for me but pretty rough for them, poor things.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Breakthrough
I had a mini-breakthrough today--some insight about a character I've been struggling to get to know. Suddenly I understand him much better, which is such a relief because he is one of the main characters and if he doesn't ring true, it will really weaken my story.
As much as I torture myself about this writing thing, as much as I agonize over all the details and struggle with getting it all down as well as I can, I also love it like nothing else on earth. It's such a powerful feeling, working through a problem that's been nagging at me for months, receiving these flashes of insight from who knows where. It fills me with a happiness that borders on euphoria and lasts for hours. It's why I get up at 4:30 in the morning and have stuck with it for going-on three years. It's days like today that keep me at it on the days when nothing seems to work.
I wish every time I sit down to write could be as glorious as today, but I guess it's the painful writing sessions that help make the productive ones taste so sweet. Maybe if the lows weren't so low, the highs wouldn't be as high.
As much as I torture myself about this writing thing, as much as I agonize over all the details and struggle with getting it all down as well as I can, I also love it like nothing else on earth. It's such a powerful feeling, working through a problem that's been nagging at me for months, receiving these flashes of insight from who knows where. It fills me with a happiness that borders on euphoria and lasts for hours. It's why I get up at 4:30 in the morning and have stuck with it for going-on three years. It's days like today that keep me at it on the days when nothing seems to work.
I wish every time I sit down to write could be as glorious as today, but I guess it's the painful writing sessions that help make the productive ones taste so sweet. Maybe if the lows weren't so low, the highs wouldn't be as high.
Friday, February 03, 2006
Location, Location, Location
This won't be a long blog entry, but I did make a realization this week I wanted to share. While I don't feel uncomfortable, per se, writing sex scenes, I need to be home to write them. Can't write those types of scenes at the library or a coffee place.
I'm not going to say any more about it, though. My parents and in-laws read this, after all!
(Oh and as a quick side note, I'm out of my funk--for the time being, and have gotten a lot done this week.)
I'm not going to say any more about it, though. My parents and in-laws read this, after all!
(Oh and as a quick side note, I'm out of my funk--for the time being, and have gotten a lot done this week.)
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