Sunday, December 21, 2014
I've completed the first drafts of seven or so stories since October, rewritten two of those, subbed five, had a reprint, sold two and I'm waiting on the rest.
But for the past ten days or so, I've found it difficult to get my teeth into any one story in particular. I have maintained my daily wordcount average, but mostly I've written openings, a few paragraphs that may or may end up going somewhere further. Admittedly, I've been very busy finishing up at work, and all those other reasons that prevent me writing as much as I'd like. But I just couldn't get the groove happening. And then two nights ago I started a piece that has hooked into my subconscious and has started taking on a life of its own.
For me the most important thing was to keep writing, to get something that fired up and felt like a story could occur. And it has.
Will this story see the light of day? Possibly.
Sometimes we wander aimlessly when we're not sure where we want to go, and the places we discover when we don't plan too much can be exciting and wonderful.