It was six o’clock on a Friday night and just like every Friday night for the past two years I was sitting alone in my apartment feeling sorry for myself. My day had been… fine. One of my coworkers spilled coffee on me, which was fine except that I was supposed to attend an important meeting with my boss, who was not pleased with me showing over covered in vanilla latte. The meeting ran long so I had to sit there, feeling sticky, embarrassed and angry while a bunch of editors talked about books written by authors who weren’t me because I was just an editor’s assistant. It’s fine though, because at least I’m not dead. My sister Macy however, was dead. She died two years ago of cancer and you could say I hadn’t handled it very well.
My sister was 26 when she died two years. That was the age I was now, yet my life had been far less fulfilling.She had been so full of life that even though I watched her die it was still hard for me to believe that she was gone. She had been everything I wanted to be. Only two years older than I was, she had dropped out of college, backpacked through Europe and worked random jobs that put her in contact with the most interesting people. The church was full of the most random group of people on the day of her funeral, and they had the most incredible stories to tell about her. I envied my sister because of the life she lived and a little part of me always wished that I could have done even a little bit of what she had done.
It wasn’t that my life was really that bad, because it wasn’t. My job paid well, I lived in a nice apartment, and I was dying of cancer. What made me sad Is that Macy would have told me to do more with my life. She always saw my potential and constantly encouraged me to go after things I really wanted. Had she still been alive I may have gone after my dream of being an author. Instead I was stuck working as an editor’s assistant. Macy would have never let me settle. Unfortunately, she never had the time to convince me. I spent my whole life watching her go after her dreams while I stood in the background settling for the things that were safe. I never took risks, and until tonight had planned on keeping it that way.
Before Macy had died she has given me a wooden box. When she had given me the box she had said “Open this when you are ready.” Three days after Macy gave me the box she died. So for two years this box sat in my apartment, judging me… waiting for me to be “ready.” Ready for what? My mind constantly wandered. I had no idea what I was supposed to be ready for and I hated the fact that instead of Macy, I had this box. After two years of having this box sit in my living room, judging me for being a big ball of sadness, something inside me wanted to open the box. After two years of waiting to be “ready,” I thought this was my chance to find out what was in the box. I wasn’t sure I was actually mentally prepared for what could be in the box, but after a few glasses of wine I wanted to find out.
It’s over. National Novel Writing month is officially done. Today and I am writing in order to reflect on this past month. Reflect on what I did accomplish and what I didn’t. And finally, I will be writing to give you guys an idea of what is coming next for me.
This month I wrote more than I have written in a long time. I am a high school teacher, mom of a 6 month old (and two crazy cats), and wife of a wonderful husband. With all those responsibilities I do not have very much time to sit down and just write. But this month I made time. It felt good. I love teaching but I hope to someday write a book and be able to be an author. I want to make my career about writing. That’s my goal and this month I made a huge leap towards that goal.
In case you missed some of my previous posts, I decided to put away my original idea and begin a new story. That was a great decision. I have fallen more in love with my current story than I ever did with my last one. I truly believe that I have finally found the idea that I will finish.
So my month has been full of ups. I wrote more, I have a pretty decent novel idea going, and I found my passion for writing once again. Unfortunately, my month was all filled with downs (in terms of writing). As I mentioned, I’m a teacher. My job has been very stressful the past month as I write my own curriculum and all 150 of my students are about to retake their English EOC (the Texas required standardized test for high school). This has put me under a lot of pressure at work. With this, I was not able to complete my 50,000 words. I’m a bit disappointed in myself, but I know that my priorities needed to be elsewhere and that’s ok.
What comes next then?
Well, I’m not giving up. I’m going to finish this novel. It may not be in the next month or the next 6 months or the even the next year, but I’m going to finish it. And after I finish it, I’m going to get it published. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do and I’m tired of not doing it.
I hope to take my readers with me on this journey. I hope that I may find someone on here who always wants to write a book and maybe that person will go on this journey with me.
Congratulations on those of you who reached your 50,000 words. That is an incredible accomplishment and I hope to someday be part of that group.
I look forward to continuing this journey and I hope you will continue it with me.
The past two days have been very exciting for me as a writer. As I mentioned in my day 12 post I have decided to start a new project. Without giving too much away, I’m very excited about my new project because it has to do with vampires. Now, I know, some of us are tired of vampires. They sparkle, they have diaries, and they go “Bleh, Bleh bleh” (or do they?). But I have an idea that takes the stereotypical vampire story to a different level. I’ve taken out the “bachelor vampire falls in love with human girl” aspect that you see a lot and given my vampire a wife. Humans and vampires live harmoniously and vampires don’t regularly eat humans.
I have taken it to a place that I feel like is the “What happens next?” story. The story that shows what happens after vampires are discovered, what happens after humans and vampires live together, and what happens after for many many years, things have been peaceful.
My promise to my vampire skeptics is this: I promise to do my research about vampire folklore, I promise to create a story that you haven’t seen yet, and I promise that if you read my story with an open mind you will enjoy vampires a little more.
As always, I hope every one else who is busy writing is having some success! And please, leave comments, questions, and concerns. I love to hear feedback. 🙂
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Well, it’s been kind of an interesting couple of days. The novel I was writing was starting to run out of steam so I have made a decision.
Today I started a new project. I realize that this means a 2 things. First of all, the 30,000 words I had already written are now sitting on my computer and may remain there for quite some time. Second of all, I probably will not be able to complete my 50,000 words of one novel by the end of November. But I’m ok with it. My new idea has me more excited than my other idea ever did.
I’m excited to start a new journey. I still plan on continuing to blog about my journey and I also plan on continuing to get as many words written as possible in the month of November. Maybe I’m silly for changing ideas after getting so far into my other story, but I feel good about this.
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Day 11 has been a very exciting day for me. I didn’t get much writing done, but I have decided on what I want my next book… or should I say books, to be about. I’ve decided that once I finish this one I’m going to start writing a fantasy series. I don’t want to give away many details yet, and I want to make sure I’m committed to this first book but I am very excited that I have more book ideas in my mind.
My plan is to finish this novel by the end of November and start the revising and editing process. While I’m doing that I will start working on my series.
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A little late posting this, but better late than never!
Day 10 was another rough day in terms of writing. I didn’t get nearly enough written as I wanted to but that’s ok because I’m still on track to finish by the end of November!
I’m going to keep this post short today, but I’m hoping that everyone else who is writing today is having a good day!
9 days in! Wooh! I’m feeling good after day 9! It’s easy to forget that I write because I love it not when things get a little stressful. It’s easy to forget why I do this in the first place, and that is because I have a passion for telling stories.
That’s one of the things I think is so cool about being a writer. Most people don’t write books unless they really want to. It’s a lot of work, and in my opinion you have to love it or else you won’t ever finish. Or if you do finish your readers wont enjoy it as much because it doesn’t have the heart it needs. I know I’m having a good writing day when I feel for my characters. When I’m almost in tears because of where one of my characters needs to go in the story, I know it’s a good writing day.
As I go into day 10, I remind myself of that. I love to write. The day I stop loving to write is the day I should move on from wanting to be an author. It’s ok to have bad days, it’s ok if you only write a couple hundred words. Writing everyday for 30 days has been an adventure, and even though I’m only 9 days in, it’s been exhausting. But above all, I have gotten to spend more time on writing than I ever have and that is an incredible blessing.
Good luck to everyone going into day 10!