I have not been working on my novel. I'll get more into that in a bit. However, I have had a great time over the past few weeks.
"You have every reason to be," Mom said, "but you also have every reason to do this for you. You're the reason you're here." Renowned composers and musicians' names were etched in the practice room's wood paneling. I played many of their pieces, listened to hundreds of concerts, and now I sat in the very halls where some of them studied. That could be me, I thought.
“These are people,” I replied. I felt suffocated as we stood over the whole wedding reception. Surely Trent listened in somewhere. Kass’s lip twitched then she raised her champagne glass until the bubbly drink disappeared. “Half-people, my dear,” Kass said, hand her glass flute to a passing waiter. “They’re half-human.”
I still have to read through my first draft of Harvest. It's been nearly three months since I finished it but I don't know where to start. The obvious answer is page one, however, I don't know what I'm looking for.
This week, I turned 24 and opened Science Fiction Trouble Feature, Huggable Riot's 11th sketch revue at The Annoyance Theater. SFTF is a show that takes the audience through a myriad of satire and sketch comedy on current topics-- all told through the lens of genre and its B-Movie theme. I love it. I've never been prouder of a show I've been apart of and helped create.
I’ve been finding myself escaping into the ethers of the internet the past few days. Last night, I researched campers for four hours when I could’ve used that time to write, read a friend’s novel, or memorize lines for an upcoming show. Today, while I’m writing this blog post, I’m watching drum line cadence videos.
This is my first novel. I've learned in this process that determination and forcing yourself to sit down and write is the most important practice in achieving any writing goal.
Epilogue. One of the coolest words I finally got to write in my first novel. I'm almost within arm's distance of the finish line.
As I plow through the final plot points, I'm mentally preparing myself for that moment of initial completion... Right now, I'm working toward the approaching moment where I can say, "I wrote a book."
These are my raw thoughts this week. This is a part of the creative process. You have personal rough patches. Acknowledge them, feel them, but power through. It will be worth it soon enough.