Well hello hello hello! Long time, no write! It’s been awhile. If you’re reading this just now, it’s been probably no time at all for you. But for me it’s been almost a year of inactivity on this site. I swear, if this was a bank they would’ve closed my account and taken all my left over money by now.
I’m grateful for this low-stakes kind of environment though. No pressure to push out content all the time. Especially since barely anyone reads this thing. If you are reading it – welcome!! It means a heck of a lot that you’re here and hopefully interested.
This blog mainly dabbles in reading and writing like content. I mean – I’m a wannabe writer who writes as a hobby so it makes sense. At least to me. I’ve been MIA for awhile though. I swear it happens sometimes to me. It comes in waves here and there my hyper fixation on this website. Sometimes I can’t get enough of it and I have so many ideas and plans to write and other times I forget it exists. Poof – gone from my mind.
I was writing today in Scrivener though and I noticed how many words I had written in my story. 38k something in total for my current WIP. When I took the screenshot it made me remember how often I posted screenshots on this site so I thought I’d come back and take a peek.
I might disappear again in a moment but I wanted to pop on and say hello. I’m grateful for this space and the flexibility it allows me. I am grateful that I can pop in whenever I feel up to it. And I’m grateful to just do some free conscious writing. No plan. No expectations. Just me sitting in front of my laptop writing whatever comes to mind. It’s a freeing relief in a way to let that happen.
I did a lot of writing in a notebook for the current WIP. It’s one of the Jane Eyre retellings I was mentioning in a previous blog post. Not the Middle Grade reader one, but the romance one. I have quite a bit written in a notebook, more than I even realized. I’ve been transcribing it over to my Scrivener app to get it down for some editing. I tend to edit as I rewrite it into the new system. It’s fun that way – it helps me see what flows and what doesn’t work so well. It also has helped me recognize a couple plot holes already that I filled up. I also have written out 38k words and still have a little bit to go. The ending hasn’t been written yet.
The ending.
The part I struggle with the most in all my novels. I just can’t seem to finish them. I have great starters and can even pick up here and there where needed – but write the ending to a novel? It seems impossible. I don’t know how to do it. It’s like a block in my brain.
I’ve talked about this before on here. It’s something I even struggle with in my professional career. I’m a great “ideas” person – I have tons of ideas and suggestions for improvement. I can steer you in the right direction and probably even connect you with the right people to get the job done. I also can offer advice, support, and feedback. And help find your gaps in a process and try to fill them where I can. I am really great at training and being a Subject Matter Expert in certain fields when I get to know the job well enough. But finish a project? Bring it to the implementation phase? Gah! It just doesn’t seem to happen. Even when I have really excellent intentions I can’t seem to cross that finish line. It’s frustrating to myself even. I don’t even think my coworkers really know (or care) because when I’ve brought it up they’re all like “Oh! But you did so much work and got us to the point we needed to be at!” and that’s awesome and I’m grateful I have, but it still makes me feel inadequate in some way. Like I don’t know how to see something through to the end.
So if you need an “Ideas” person – I might be the one for the job. Just don’t really depend on me to actually finish it through right to the end. Probably not going to happen. Some other priority is going to pull my attention or something is going to come along that sends me in another direction. Even with the best of intentions and plans laid out – I might not see it through. And that’s something I either need to learn to overcome and fight to follow through, or just learn to be okay with and grateful that I can get the plan or project as far as I do.
It’s also something I’m coming to accept with writing. I might not be the next best seller or ever even get a book published. But I have a lot of fun with the process and isn’t that good enough? Some people just love painting or drawing, it doesn’t mean they HAVE to sell their art or have this great big exhibition. They could just love drawing and painting as a way to relax or have fun or perfect a skill. Why can’t writing be seen in that same way? Why when you tell someone you’re writing do they automatically jump to the phase of getting it published and being the next best writer? Why can’t it just be a fun hobby that someone enjoys?
With any hobby – if somehow it leads to more that’s great! I’m not going to stop that from happening – but that’s also not the sole reason I write. I write because it’s what I’ve always done and it’s a way to express myself and pursue my creative side.
So this free flowing writing may not have made complete sense the whole way through. I didn’t have this laid out of a beginning, a middle, and an end. It was just a way to get words out that I’ve been wanting to express. And sometimes – that’s good enough. And that’s more than okay.