Every morning when I wake up I think, “I must write today.”
Most days I stick to this. Whether it’s a chapter, a page, or just a paragraph, I’m writing something.
The best part about this is that I haven’t written a fanfic in several months. No. Wait, that’s not true. I have. But the ones I’ve written have been short, finished products. Finished products. For me this is a huge step forward. I’ve never really finished anything I’ve tried to write.
Currently in my novel I have the following:
- 65 pages
- 15,085 words
- Five chapters
- Eight chapters outlined and developed
- Two deaths
- ENDING PLANNED
And I haven’t even introduced the second main characters. Well, properly introduced him. He makes an appearance in the first chapter but the rest of the novel is sort of a flashback from that point, and I wanted to properly introduce him the same way that his partner was introduced in chapter one. I’m working on it. But… it’s slow going.
It’s a process. I know it’s a process. I have always known that it’s been a process. But FUCK. I just wish this story would finish writing itself. I wish I could simply plug my brain into the computer and let the ideas transfer via USB. I’d gladly put it all together once it was on the computer, but I need it all written down first.
I’ve been sitting at my desk all day staring at my notebook. Not necessarily a blank page, but pretty darn close. Occasionally I’ll write a word here or there, but I haven’t really made much progress today.
Today. I’ve been making progress all year on this here idea. I know it doesn’t seem like a lot, but for me this is monumental. Like, monumentally monumental. I haven’t wanted to STOP writing this.
You know what? Screw the block. I’m going to put more words into this chapter tonight, even if they’re shit. First drafts are absolutely meant to be polished.