Thursday, July 28, 2011

A Package with My Name on It

I recently watched an unauthorized biography of how Harry Potter came to be. I am sure there were embellishments throughout the movie but the core of the movie was simple.Writing was part of her life from the time she could pick up a crayon but it took a back seat to "life" and "conformity" that settles around us all. Eventually, she listened to the voices in her head, spewed out a book and left it again and again and again. Somewhere along the way she gained the courage to devote more time to the completion of the book, found an agent and they went on the hunt for a publisher... then it happened.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

November Waits

November waits in the shadows just 3 short months away. Why do I mention it? November brings me to one year since completing the draft of "Bleak" and it also brings me to another "NaNoWriMo" just waiting to take over my life. I'm feeling the pressure to get this manuscript into shape. I'm feeling the need to have at least a second or third or fourth draft underway before starting a new project. Am I writing this year for NaNo? Sure (that was weak). There's no reason I shouldn't write for NaNo this year. I have the same drama (or lack thereof) going on as last year.

Saturday, July 2, 2011


I miss my story. I miss the characters and their lives. I miss being wrapped up in the "what ifs" and "what nows" of every movement. I miss word counting and page numbering.

I feel like they've taken on lives of their own and gone on without me. If I met them today, I'd hardly know them. Would I recognize them? Not sure they'd recognize me. I'd like to think we would all come running together in slow motion, embrace and live happily ever after. I'd like to think that anyway.

The story waits in a box. I packed it up with hopes of moving to a new home. I'm not moving and the story still waits in a box. I hope it misses me too. I hope it remembers me when I find it again.