Like I said, save the proud moment for later when it has been earned. Well, maybe you do have a right to be a little proud….maybe 10% proud for seeing the fun and easy part to the end. When was the last time you finished writing a book? In the fifth grade when you created that fairy tale novel of a dozen pages or so? Of course you remember. You wrote, illustrated, and crafted (with construction paper that was held together with a string that book. It was that story that the teacher accused you of plagiarizing. It was the story you spent time thinking and thinking of and creating all on your own.
You were flabbergasted. What was she talking about? You had read most of the fairy tale books in the class during leisure reading time. Frustrated and angry at being accused, you go to the back of the room to dig through all of the selected books that were stacked standing in that week’s book box. You have read almost every book in there. Then, you come across an unfamiliar book that you have seen but not ever read or looked through. It must have been that one fairy tale book you had missed. You flip through it. The story is identical to yours. How could this be? You thought of the plot all on your own. You put imagination and creativity into it. But someone else had written the exact same story. “WTF??” your little mind thinks. With no way to prove yourself, you have no choice but to rewrite another fairy tale for that assignment. It is second best to your masterpiece, but what else could you do? As infuriated as you were, you are impressed with yourself.
And then you grew up, got a job, and before you knew it, you were just another regular 9-5er bored to tears every day as you rot at your desk.
Being at the time of recession, your freelance work suffers, as did many businesses everywhere. To supplement your income, you start to pick up kitchen work here and there. But deep inside, you know it’s not what you want to do. You hate it. But hey, you spent all that money on culinary school and it would be a crying shame if you made no use of it at all with that little shit paper they hand out when you complete the program, right?
When the program ends, so does the life of your book. Life becomes busy again. There is little to no leisure time at all to invest in writing.
No, years from now, you are going to want to say, “I did it. And I will do it again,”
So here we are now…first draft finished and in the early impressionable stages of life. And we are about to embark on one heck of a journey in preparation of when it is going to finally be ready, ready to go out into the world. Please don’t lose focus and don’t let this one die. Let’s do this, self!
I also want to apologize ahead of time. God’s honest truth is that I am clueless of what I am doing. Half of the time, I have no idea what I am doing or if I am doing it right. In just writing my first draft, I am pretty sure that I have broken every rule in the writing book. Some of you might find my book to be garbage. Heck, even I think it is pure garbage sometimes….well, with the first draft anyways. But first drafts are supposed to be garbage, right? There have been times when I almost felt like I should just be leaving it to those that actually know what they are doing.
I choose to write because I want to give life to the characters that only my imagination can create. The world needs them.
I also promise to read as much as I can on everything about writing fiction, more specifically, romance. I don’t want to embarrass myself or be criticized when the time comes. I want to give you a story that I am proud of. That can only be accomplished if I am to put my heart and soul into it. And that, I intend to do. I will do it for you, my future readers.