I’m Writing A Novel

Friends and family asked me, “What are you doing?”

“I’m writing.”

“Writing what?”

I’m writing a novel.”

“Mmm hmm. Ok.”

Then they’d walk away, either shaking their heads or mumbling something about wasting time and better things to do.

I participated in a 60-day Challenge, took it very seriously and finished my word count. Unfortunately, I didn’t finish my book. Not fun, but I was writing. Regularly.

It was during the challenge I realized I wasnt doing it as some bucket list thing. I actually like writing, and the prospect of someone reading what I stayed up late putting together is icing on the cake. If no one else see this stuff, or reads any of the notebooks full of dialogue, scene descriptions and characterizations it’s their loss. I did my part. I wanted to write, so I did.

However, doing something for the sake of doing it isn’t good enough from some folks. I work HARD to stay away from them. I ended up closing myself off, with my head down, fingers typing, just like at work. I just wasn’t getting paid, still ain’t by the way.

It hasn’t stopped me. My characters have voices, the damn people won’t leave me alone sometimes, and they definitely want to be heard. So why should I be the only one listening? So, I’m head down, fingers typing.

Good days, ideas flash through my mind non-stop and the words flow with a vengeance. Then there are the scenes that just don’t want to be written. I know what I want. I know what the story needs, but the words are like, “Yeah. Right. Good luck with that.” It pisses me off.

Last week’s kicker? I’m sitting in a workshop and learn I need to have a web presence. HUH? NOW?! WHAT FOR?! I’m still writing. A couple of friends have read the few chapters I have and i’m re-thinking those as I type right now. Whadaya mean I need a web presence? There’s a checklist and two articles about the subject. Now, I”m scared. You thought 50K words in 30-days was hard? Whatever.

For someone who READS social media and pieces together websites for other folks, pushing a book that hasn’t been finished by someone no ones knows is a BIG ARSE deal. Nonetheless, here I am. I got this little “website” hooked up. Tried to match up my social medias and this is my first blog post to the world. “Hello world!” Indeed.

Since I feel like I’m yammering, I’ll tell you this…

”What am I doing?”

“I’m writing a novel because my characters have something to say and we, they and I, want it heard.”

“Mmm hmm.”

LOL! Chat later.

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