750 words, which is a website which reminds you to write at least 750 words a day to keep your flow going, is nothing compared to the 50,000 words I am supposed to write this month for National Novel Writing Month. I love this month but yet have actually completed a single month, but I have not given up hope even if I am already way behind. First day I only was able to write 321 and the second day I was sick. Today is day three and after I am done writing this little tid bit I will be getting on to that exact writing. I am still sick so not quite sure what is going to be going down but that works for me as the beginning of this writing also had not been thought out and I just began to write. I think I do my best writing that way, always have, even when it had to do with writing my essays. I used to worry so much about writing and what I was going to say but I have found just taking a breath and just starting is the best thing for me, at least, to do.
So this story I am writing for National Novel Writing Month has to do, so far, with a young, almost teen, princess who has upset her friend who is also her hand-maiden and currently she is sitting in an alcove in the dark. I do not know if I want to go sinister with this next part or introspective. I guess this next part will tell me exactly what type of story I am actually writing, which is always fun to find out. I really hope I can actually finish this one. I have a few friends who have self-published and it is bugging the crud out of me because I have been doing this for so long and have not even gotten that far. I have so many stories written or at least partially written but none of them are done and none of them are even close to the publishing part. One of these days, it will happen, and when it does I will celebrate and then celebrate again the first time it is bought, and again when I get my first review, negative or positive. Those will be the days. First I have to actually finish.
I met a fellow today who said that he writes short-stories, my guess is because he doesn’t have the attention span to go any longer, which is also my problem and the reason I have never finished. He is paranoid that others will steal his ideas, and while it is a legitimate fear, I think he is letting it get in his way of actually doing what he wishes, which is being published. He also has the same thoughts about the self-publishing world, which is wow there is a lot of crud out there now a day. It is a sad state, but sometimes that is the only way the stories are going to get out there, which is of course too bad, but that is the time we are living in. He was a nice enough guy and I hope I hear from him as I gave him my web address and writing email. He wanted me to look over some pieces he had written and get my honest review on them… oh he has no idea what he has asked for. A few of my professors know my way of being honest (a little too well, sorry) and there are a few friends who have asked for the same who have received back their work marked up so much it was hard to tell what they had written and what was not marked. Though, all of those people were very pleased with my suggestions and when they took them into account were able to make their work into something magnificent.
I think I may have missed my calling with going with just a Bacherlors in English. I think I should have continued with the Creative Writing path and gone into editing, but for now that will have to wait. With a two year old that is just not going to happen currently. I would love to go back to school for a few things, but just cannot for now. I would love to go back for the editing classes, but also for psychology at the very least. Perhaps even go back quickly to get licensed to be a Notary.