I will admit that I haven't been a very good blogger as of late. But my poor little brain has been over worked. I have been stressing about my lackluster writing and my failure to strike the right tone.
But then I had this conversation with my mother. You might have read. Then I joined a few writing fourms.
There are some amazing writers out there and I have had the wonderful opportunity to read pieces from people who are far more intelligent than I.
Then I began to write a satire. It's going well, there are fear farts. And then...I was driving to meet my girlfriend and I was thinking about the tone. I was actually seriously considering tabling the entire manuscript for a while. Let my brain rest, take a little R and R.
Then I was thinking I needed to rethink the entire plot. Keep the characters the same, but do a massive overhaul.
And then it happened. An entirely new beginning came to me. A whole new version. Different place, different writing style and a vision popped into my head.
I sat down at the coffee shop and told my girlfriend that I was going to set my story aside and give it some time, all the while my brain kept playing the vision over and over. She looked at me surprised but accepted my decision.
So I did. I put it aside, I didn't think about it. I shelved it...for about thirty seconds.
I wrote the vision, and then I wrote some more. Then I went home and I continued to write and write and one week later I have over nine thousands words that feel good. Really good. Like I want to share it good.
Someone is going to get to see it other than the two people that have already read it. My sister, hated it so I know I am off to a good start.
And now I'd like to say stay tuned for a playful little story about Poot. The Wobbleweeble.
But then I had this conversation with my mother. You might have read. Then I joined a few writing fourms.
There are some amazing writers out there and I have had the wonderful opportunity to read pieces from people who are far more intelligent than I.
Then I began to write a satire. It's going well, there are fear farts. And then...I was driving to meet my girlfriend and I was thinking about the tone. I was actually seriously considering tabling the entire manuscript for a while. Let my brain rest, take a little R and R.
Then I was thinking I needed to rethink the entire plot. Keep the characters the same, but do a massive overhaul.
And then it happened. An entirely new beginning came to me. A whole new version. Different place, different writing style and a vision popped into my head.
I sat down at the coffee shop and told my girlfriend that I was going to set my story aside and give it some time, all the while my brain kept playing the vision over and over. She looked at me surprised but accepted my decision.
So I did. I put it aside, I didn't think about it. I shelved it...for about thirty seconds.
I wrote the vision, and then I wrote some more. Then I went home and I continued to write and write and one week later I have over nine thousands words that feel good. Really good. Like I want to share it good.
Someone is going to get to see it other than the two people that have already read it. My sister, hated it so I know I am off to a good start.
And now I'd like to say stay tuned for a playful little story about Poot. The Wobbleweeble.
post more about Poot!! I want to read what you have :)
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