Writing is hard. I should be more specific, when I write everyday either with a prompt or without one, the most difficult thing for me is to find something to write about. Once I find it, be it Jack or the storm or the loss of our beloved Rex, once I start writing to you guys, the words flow and my two fingers type along without a care in the world.
Not so with my book. It feels like the words are being torn out of my head and it is almost painful to type them. It is only fiction, well you can argue it is historical fiction because I have researched the setting of my novel, the gay 1920’s of Paris and prohibition era New York City, but still it is fiction. I have the story in my head, I know that it is a grand love story between my two principal characters, I know where they are going and why. It seems to be the whole emotional aspect that is perhaps difficult for me.
Maybe it is because I want to try to get it published that makes me so very apprehensive as I write it? Perhaps I am questioning whether or not it is any good? For how can it be good if it is similar to pulling teeth out of my skull?
I have written 2000 words today, part two of my book. I will not spend everyday bemoaning my insecurities and anxieties, I promise you that. I just needed to vent all of this so that tomorrow I can start writing with less baggage weighing me down. One needs to off load every once in a while. Thank you for listening.
Tilly Bud - The Laughing Housewife said:
I think you hit on your main problem – you are thinking about publication as you write. Forget that. Just write. All problems can be fixed later. The important thing is to tell your story.
And remember what I’m always banging on about – people who tell a good story get published even if the writing is faulty. I’m not saying yours is, but it will be, if you don’t relax and enjoy it. Otherwise, why do it?
You are 100 percent correct. If 50 Shades of Grey can get put out into the world then why wouldn’t a little book about food, gay Paris and love be read? I needed to vent and I am going to get on with it. Madeleine and Jack have a story to live through and tell.