It’s hard for me to admit this, but I haven’t touched my manuscript in about six months.
I’ve thought about it daily…I’ve begun new projects…Somehow I just didn’t feel like writing. No…wait, that’s not exactly true. I’ve felt like writing a million times. Would you understand if I told you that although I felt like writing, the desire to actually sit down and write was absent from my being? I can say that about a lot of things. I’ve been dealing with a lot of stressful crap in life and in my head. I’m working through that. While all this was going on I think my Muse saw and opportunity and went on vacation.
She’s returned, sun-kissed and glowing, she’s finding it difficult, but is slowly getting back into “work” mode.
Yesterday feeling very much like a looser and coming to terms with the fact I wasn’t where I thought I’d be when I began writing this story; I decided I would never “arrive” if I didn’t put on my big girl panties and pound the pavement so to speak. I printed out what I have so far, and read it all, then I decided that I really need to outline, and outline well. During my self imposed time off from this story, I’ve read a lot. I’ve learned a lot. I realize that there’s something really special about this story, I just need to work really hard to pull it all together.
It’s going to begin with a good oultline. I’m working on one now. It’s going to be epic. The story-not the outline.
I think my problem is that I know where the story ended, but I was all over the place in getting it there. I can’t say I still don’t feel like I’m made from rubber and being pulled in a million different directions; but I’ll bounce back and get on track.
I have a goal. I’m feeling rejuvenated and inspired.
I haven’t been able to say that for a long time.
I also think I have a new title ( you can see a bit of it right there, off to the side in the photograph). “The Swan”, was nice and wonderful, but this new title, is different and somewhat exotic.
Love & Outlining,