Sunday, September 23, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
All along I've been questioning whether I could sustain reader interest in this one. I realized that I couldn't. If it's anything it's a short story. Maybe.
I can't make this work as a novel and I don't think I want to. Yes, I'm a little depressed because I don't have another idea. It's hard to adjust to not having as fertile an imagination as I once had.
I think I so wanted to start the "school year" with a new book that I pushed myself into writing something that really wasn't for me.
I'm going back to reading and thinking and hoping something will hit me that I can't wait to write. The truth is that even though I may complain while writing a book, I'm the happiest when I'm doing so.
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
I look forward to having three days off. I need to think more about this novel before I go on and I'll do that over the weekend. So that's not having time off, is it?
At least I've made a start even though I'm not totally comfortable with the idea I've chosen.
Haven't I been here before?
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
I thought about my protagonist a lot yesterday and last night. Couldn’t fall asleep. Sounds good, but it wasn’t because I’m very tired today.
But aside from that I can’t stop myself from wondering why anyone would stay with this…keep reading about this character. Wondering if I can sustain this voice. Sustain interest.
So it didn’t go as well today.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Yes. Four pages and a half. It was hard to start and by the 2nd page I thought, I can’t do this. By the end of the 2nd page, and some caffeine, I let myself go with it and it felt good. Not that what I wrote is necessarily good. I don’t know about that yet.
Don’t like writing without a title.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
No, I didn’t start writing on the 10th. I couldn’t. I was still knocked out from the procedure I had on Friday. Actually, the anathesia. It was dumb of me not to realize that this would be so. Sometimes I amaze myself that I live in such denial.
Today is the first day I feel well enough to be doing this. Or much of anything other than reading and sleeping.
So my new target is Monday September 17th. I honestly felt sad about not being well enough to start on the 10th.
Now that’s what I call progress.