Believe It Or Not...

I've done it! I have actually done it! My novel is, at long last, edited! That was only the first edit of course, but I've forced myself through it and I think most of the major plot holes are fixed up. I was so proud of it that I actually created temporary coverart, printed the whole thing out, named the chapters, and presented it to one of my friends as a birthday present.

It's going to need to be edited again, and even after that I have no idea what I'm going to do with it, but it feels good to be done.

It's not lengthy or particuarly eloquent but....

that's the The Written Word

Inspiration At Last!

So, it's finally coming along! 

I have actually gotten into editting again! I've gotten to page 26 and I'm ecstatic. I've actually editted every day for the past couple days. I"m so proud of myself. Now i have a not so despicable 101 pages, and still working on it. I majorly have to fix up plot holes, though I haven't quite gotten to that part of the story yet. It's coming along nicely though and I'm happy as a clam. How happy are clams, anyway? 

What finally kicked me into shape again was that I was talking with my dad about how depressing it is to not have anything of any worth and he said that if I finish something he'll read it. I told him I do have something he could read and sent it to him, with much trepidation. He hasn't started reading it yet, but thinking of my dad reading the horrible first draft made me do something about it. And here I am, editor extradonaire, in action yet again. Maybe I'll actually keep my motivation for a while. But with my luck it'll be gone tomorrow. Keep threatening/encouraging me Dad! I know all you fellow writers understand. Until I lose it again...

And that the Written Word

Plugging Along...

When we last saw our heroine, she was in the depths of despair about lack of motiviation for editting her Great American Novel. It was just after Thanksgiving, and all the feasting and merriment had made her plump and slothful. We return to her, sitting at her desk, feverishly scribbling on parchment, alive with electricity.

Haha. Aren't I just the funniest thing?

Since I last posted I've had a magical break through. Once an Enemy Always an Enemy, a story I started when I was eight or nine, (and probably the best idea I ever really had) has been revived! I've had the desire to start over, using my old characters and plots, for quite some time. However, since it was such an important story to me then, and still is now, I didn't want it to just be a spark, and then die away quickly like so many of my other 'great' ideas. So, I waited. Finally, after many years, I thought to start it again. I carefully gathered my ideas, and instead of starting right away and ruining it, I waited. Patiently, for many days, I gathered, perfecting and thinking and getting everything just so it would work out. Then, I put them all together on a program called Freemind (that is amazing. You should check it out). After still more time spent preparing everything and getting it in order, I began. And so it remains! I currently have around 20 pages, single space and 12 pt font. I'm keeping the storyline I'm working off of loose, so if I'm struck with sudden inspiration I can go with it and see how it turns out. As it stands, I wrote some last night, but I'm not sure if it's a little irrelevant, so I'll go back and read it, maybe cut the last few paragraphs. It would probably be better that way.
But, YES I'm FINALLY writing again! I'm so glad that my creativity hasn't totally abandoned me. Perhaps I'll write more later, but, I don't want to force it. If you force the writing it comes out stilted and awkward. And we wouldn't want that, would we? But after all, it's only a first draft!

And that's the written word