After I got through the questioning and the pretending-to-be-a-happy-bubbly-person thing, I decided to hit the pool. I've restarted reading The Eye of The World (Book 1: Wheel of Time) because it's a paperback and I figured if I dropped it in the water, I could start replacing my paperback WoT books with hardbacks. I got really into it, and am sunburnt because of it.
After I put the book down, I began reflecting on my own book (as of yet, still untitled) and I can't say that I'm happy about the way it's going. There's so much work yet to do. My characters need to be more fleshed out. They're still 2-D. I'm boggled by just how much I have yet to do; it almost hurts to think about. I've done so much with this story, but it's still not where I want it to be. But I still love writing, and I'll continue until I finish this stupid story about a band and a silly girl with a guitar. My new timeline for it still says that I should finish the rough draft by the end of the summer. Hopefully, I'll be completely finished with it by the beginning of next summer. By then, I can start peddling it to agents and publishing companies. We'll see. I have big hopes for it. And if it doesn't work out at first, Jane Austen was turned down time and time again as well.
47 more days until August. The days seem to be going by even slower than I could have imagined. There's just so much to do. And so much muck in my head that I can hardly think straight most of the time. I'm such a silly, silly girl.
Reflections by Lost In Normandy
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