I feel like I am on a teeter totter in the process of writing this novel. At times I think, “Wow its a pretty good story I am glad I am writing it”. And I go up. Other times I think, “Maybe it’s not that good, what will I do with it after I am done? Will it even be good enough to self-publish?”. And I go down. Such a seesaw of emotions. Currently at 65,000 and counting.
I guess this is how it will be until I am done.
Writing is a new art for me, and I am learning how to use the brushes and colors that I possess to paint a written picture.
I have always recognized other forms of art such as music, painting, photography, cooking and various others. I have not perfected any, but enjoy them all. It wasn’t until I started writing fiction that I began to see the art in writing. So now I am trying to develop my writing skills in hopes of creating an unique piece of art.
I am glad that one of the arts I love is photography. As I find writing fiction draws me away from this world and the photography draws me back.
Note to self. Apparently the set backs in writing include a dog pushing the computer’s power button. I thought no big deal, I just finished saving it. And then I turn the computer back on and my computer now tells me the file containing my story is an invalid document. *insert tears here*.
I only lost one LONG interesting chapter. No big deal right. *sigh* Happy that I have been saving my story in my email account. Just need to do it more frequently now.
Recently been fascinated with the different cloud shapes.
If you have some cool cloud pics please share. 🙂
I was anxious that I may not want to write following my feedback with the writer in residence however it turned out better than I had expected. He had a lot of great suggestions on how to improve the flow of my story, structural work and editing needed, of course (as it was my raw copy). All-in-all a positive experience which will help me get my story to where I want it to be.
Tomorrow I am meeting with a writer-in-residence at the University. Over a month ago I sent him the first 15 pages of my novel and tomorrow we meet to discuss my writing. It was a raw, unedited version and now being two months into my novel, and re-reading what I submitted, I cringe at how poorly written it was. I believe I have improved since then–even if I do say so myself.
Anyway quite curious to know what he will say.
Also just going to the University causes a bit of anxiety. University was hell, putting it nicely. I don’t have fond memories of parties and friends. If I wasn’t at school, I was studying, or I was working to pay for school. Or working as part of my schooling (I was a nursing student we worked at the hospitals)– I may have a bit of PTSD from it, still have occasional nightmares–Putting it simply, it was a very stress filled program and I have never thought of going back to the university.
Sorry about my rant on my schooling experience. But, yes, I did graduate.