Can’t believe I’ve written for 18 days straight…actually I can. It just doesn’t feel like summer break is over. I’m in denial, you see, with school starting in 2ish weeks. Ugh.
But we are closing in at the end of this series–err, super mini series. It wasn’t long for a reason. I was testing the waters to see if I could do this series thing.
I am enjoying the updates myself, so it’s likely I’ll be continuing to do this in the future. For now, this is the penultimate post for my current WIP, or round 2 of Bad-Blooded Billionaire (or w/e I’m calling it these days…)
I’m also nearing the end of the WIP.
Though what the end is really I’ll never know… I haven’t written a post on that yet.
How do you know when the end is really ‘The End’?
Usually when the main conflict finds its resolution, but there are books with more clearer endings–those everything wrapped up in a neat bow–and then the more open-ended conclusions.
For instance I think that Franz Kafka’s Amerika ends off all right…but wait! We know that the manuscript is actually unfinished–Kafka died before he could finish it.
What gives right?
I guess it’s all about interpretation. I am working on a romance, however, and I like my HEAs. The main internal conflict needs its resolution and then I can consider it done…for now. Last post I mentioned I already know I’ll be tackling this story again. There’s some major plot points that need to be re-analyzed, characters that need to be questioned…
So next post will be the final post of the series. I’ll hopefully be done the MS by then and can summarize my experience.
I might even share a teaser from Bad-Blooded Billionaire...who knows?
50% here I am!
6 days ago I would laugh at you if you came up and told me I’d be sitting here writing this post.
And now that that’s out of my system, I can celebrate…and as promised update on the process. I decided I’ll do a weekly post, but there might be some hits and misses there on posting time.
Instead I’ll organize the posts per a percentage system, at the very least. When I hit milestones like now at the 1/4 completion mark of the targeted word count, I’ll post a recap of my writing days.
A little back story with this WIP. I actually started it back in July 24th after I decided there was a limit to my reading back-to-back. (I don’t know how professional book reviewers do this!) I was running from my writing and that morning I sat in front of my computer for other reasons than mindless net surfing.
I wrote. And I wrote. I didn’t want to write, but I wrote.
Day 2 came around on July 25th and I wrote again.
I was ~2000 words into the first attempt when I scrapped it all and picked up a couple of Harlequin Romances on my TBR shelf (check book reviews #28 and #29). And rather than writing that morning, I read. And I read.
It wasn’t that I forgot to write, I just didn’t want to write.
So I ran back to reading. The oh-so safe activity of reading. -strokes books and dies of paper cut bleeding-
In my defense at the time I was also studying for two finals so I wasn’t exactly writing focused. Reading was easier and I figured that I needed some time to plot my hero and heroine’s goals/motivations and the story’s main conflict.
Done, and done. August 1st rolls around too quickly, but happily because…I AM FREE FROM SUMMER SCHOOL!
August 1st to 6th: I write every day at all odd hours as I experiment to find my comfort zone, because writing environment is important and I am desk less.
You choose how you imagine my being desk less.
But even in my desklessness–that is so not a word–I managed to pull off writing something. That something turned out to be a lot, but hey! That’s still pretty cool and motivational, right? Right?
Of course I wasn’t thinking motivational at all when I was in the process of writing (active) as opposed to the end of the day when I have written (passive). Take for example on the second morning I was borrowing my sister’s desk while she was out and about and I looked over at her scanty bookshelf (ahaha, hopefully she’ll never read this) where an old copy of Twilight and books 4-7 of HP sit alongside a bunch of textbooks from her school days (oh. and now I make her sound super-old. I’m dead). And then it hit me.
None of those authors quit. And if they had my sister wouldn’t have their books sitting on their shelf.
It was the kick in the pants I needed that morning. Why? Because I want to personally make writing a career. And if I want it as a career I gotta to treat it like a job from the ground running. So when that day comes and I get a contract for my debut, I’ll be as prepared at least in my fortitude.
The rest of publishing will still swamp me, but at least I’ll know that I have to keep writing and that, more importantly, I can.
Oh and that copy of Twilight is mine, okay! There. I said it.