I finally hit the 10k mark on my current WIP.
That may not seem like an achievement but two months ago I deleted over 20k and was left with hundreds of words and a story I still wanted to write but knew I had gone in the wrong direction with. I am grateful, I picked it up at the 20k mark and not at the 50k mark, but I will be honest, it took me a while to get back into it. The thought of discarding the story and moving on did cross my mind, but those pesky characters kept popping up and saying hi, reminding me they existed.
So here I am, three months behind schedule, but I think with a better understanding of my story (its still has its plot bumps I’m working through) and my characters.
For the writerly people out there, have you ever had to stop and bin large amount of words because it wasn’t working. Does it get easier when you have more experience?
Some weeks the words flow like a flowing river, cutting through their surroundings. Leaving an everlasting impression. The roar of water echoing throughout the landscape.
Other weeks, its almost a trickle. Barely seen, where every tiny drop counts but never seems to reach the level you need. The sound of silence surrounding you.
This week has been the latter.
Looking at a blank page and waiting for the words to slowly appear is not ideal but I force myself to stay. To write. The words appear, sometimes slowly and painfully, but they appear.
Snow, road trips and writing.
What the hell do photos of snow and road trips have to do with writing accountability? Well for one, its is a perfect excuse to look at pretty photos (I may be slightly biased). Secondly, it is about finding time (designated hours, snatches in the morning or the minutes between skiing and schnappy hour) to get the words down.
This month, I made a concerted effort to write everyday, this in itself was motivated by signing up for the 30 day writing boot camp offered by the Australian Writers Centre. As a serial course taker (but perhaps not a course finisher) I signed up as a way to kickstart the current WIP. It was very amusing listening to my own excuses on why I hadn’t started writing before June – I don’t have the time (aka university holiday), I needed to research XY and Z ( reality – I just need an idea. That is what editing is for). But as of Day 22 of the course – I have written 13 K words. I will probably scrap about 12500 of those words, but hey at least I have them down and a better idea of where my story is going. Just don’t ask me to explain it – it may take a while.
And don’t get me started on waiting for the muse – I’m pretty sure mine is directionally challenged and somehow got distracted by a gin bar.
Oh well. Until next time.