Sometimes the time flies by, thanks to do so much and being so busy. Then there are times where you feel you've done absolutely nothing and the world is on fire and you can't even provide a good bucket to douse the flames, while still cooking dinner every evening, working out at the gym, singing for church, preparing for charity work and so much more...
Where'd my summer go? Did I even write? I've always been honest with my blogs. Here's one for the record.
Truth is, I had a lot on my plate, but that's not what stopped me from getting much writing done. I did that all on my own. Don't get me wrong, I did write. Just nowhere near as much as I'd planned and don't even get me started on editing!
My editor has reached out to me several times, but I didn't know what to say. I responded with truth, I've got a ton of activity going on but nothing to really send. I'm sabotaging myself. Have you done this? I never have before, but I've not written a novel in a very long time. I took me two years to write the firs tone (never published and sits on my desk). Then two for the flop of a novel I did actually publish but took back! What the heck am I doing?
So yes, I wrote and I love what's been going on, but I think my direction may be changing. I don't know! What the heck!? Suggestions are very much welcomed and I would love to hear what you do when you hit a wall, but not a writer's block of a wall. I do write and my character is leading me, but I feel she's growing rather boring and I can't find a way to spruce it up without changing things! Ugh... and even that's not quite true.
Honestly, I think my confidence is waning. I'm unsure because it's my first novel going at it alone. Can you relate?
I'm about halfway into the story and want to make this end with a bang, but I'm unsure of my ending now. Then when I discussed it with a fellow writer, they told me it shouldn't end but add a sequel. Do more and leave a cliffhanger. Finish it off in book 2, but I don't know if I have enough in me to make a two-book series. I'm not that good. Not yet.
I'll get there. Tell me what you think. I know I haven't accomplished much this summer because I simply didn't do what I'd set out to do, but I never imagined having this much difficulty. Maybe I'm trying too hard or simply unsure where I want to go or what I truly want to do. I've got to think on it. After 4 weeks with the ewoks, I felt drained and never truly recouped, while running on empty for the rest of life's normal push-throughs. The good thing is, I never stop adding notes or working with other scenes. I simply can't put them together.
Oh well, On with it then- Cheers!
Who Am I?
My name's Alyssa and I'm just like you. Within me are stories, looking to be told. I do my best to relay them to the public, as magically as possible.