NaNoWriMo is intense as hell--speed drafting at it's finest. You know what else it? A mirror. Every time I open the draft of FAST GIRLS, every writing insecurity I have comes out in full force. I need to get push them. I need to keep writing. I need to...
I need to make my peace with the fact that I do not know my book's target age demographic at this time.
I need to make my peace with the fact that this book is not a romance and so very far out of my comfort zone.
I need to make my peace with the fact that going back to edit, at this point in time, would not be a good idea.
I need to make my peace with the fact that this draft is going to blow to the high heavens.
I need to make my peace with the fact that while I will write 50k words, the book will not be finished.
I need to make my peace with the fact that this will probably be the longest book I have ever written.
I need to make my peace with the fact that I'm probably going to be working on this book for double the amount of time it would normally take me. The thing is, I don't know if I have the focus to do something like that. I hope I do. I would really love for FAST GIRLS to go... somewhere.
I need to make my peace with the fact that I have the ability and desire to make this magical idea of mine and shape it into a marvelous book worthy of publication.
Have you ever felt like this?
What do you need to acknowledge?
What will being you peace?
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