To write, perchance to dream…

Hello dear readers! It’s almost Valentines Day, can you believe that? I think this year is tripping along so quickly. Of course being out of work might be increasing that feeling, because if I were working I might feel the passage of days more accutely. Right now things blur into a mix of job searching, housework, cooking, housework, writing, job searching, painting, job searching, writing, housework, reading, housework, sleeping on couch, writing, housework, watching tv, job searching, etc. I think you get the idea.

In cases you couldn’t tell I’m also writing now. I’ve always wanted to be a writer; since I was seven years old. I distinctly remember telling my parents that I wanted to be a writer and they bought me the most awesome typewriter for christmas that year. I wish I still had that typewriter. I remember using it up through college, mostly for writing poetry, as I had a personal computer by middle school and it wasn’t practical to write essays on it a typewriter, but it was a grand thing, that typewriter.

I rembember the first book I ever wrote was called “The Secret Doors” and I was in 2nd grade. My teacher thought it was so impressive she entered it into a contest and I came in second place. That was what got me hooked on writing, I think. When I child, my mom described me as someone who could invent a world and amuse herself for hours with nothing more than a peice of string and a paper clip. Now this might sound like an insult, but its not. What she means is that I have a vivid imagination and I’m able to use my mind to come up with whole worlds out of the ether of my imagination. My second novel I wrote when I was 16 and it was a total ripoff of “The Watchers” by Dean Koontz and “Jurassic Park” byMichael Crichton. I loved them both and they completely influenced my writing at that age.

Of course, life took over and I needed to make money. Writers do not not make money right away…if ever. In fact I’m pretty sure the success rate is very low and even if you actually complete your masterpeice, there is absolutly no guarentee that it will sell. I could write the next Harry Potter and no one may ever buy it. I started working full time at twenty and didn’t even get my college degree until years later when I was able to get it at night while working a boring office job during the daytime. The degree made it capable for me to get a better boring office job but it was a lot more stress and when I got home from work I was too exhausted to even think about getting on computer and being creative. Thus my life went on for over a decade. Although I did manage to write a screenplay during that time.

But now I’m currently out of work. Sure, yes, I’m actively seeking out employment (I do have bills to pay!) but while I’ve got this time off, I’m using it to sit down and write one of the novels thats been tossing around in my head for years. And in case you’re wondering, I’m writing a Historical Romance novel. And no, I’m not embarassed or ashamed at that. I know that a lot of people want to write the next “Catcher in the Rye” or “Of Mice and Men” or something terribly literary like that but not me. Some of my favorite books are by the authors Julia Quinn, Karen Marie Moning and Elizabeth Hoyt. I also love Jim Butcher, Laruel K. Hamilton and JK Rowling.

Anyways, I’m at about 12,000 words so far for the novel, so around 1/4 to 1/5 of the way through the novel. Things are going good. I’ve been keeping to my plan to write at least 10 pages a day. Sometimes more. Ideas flowing like wine. Hopefully it isn’t complete drivel. Terry read the first paragraph and he wrinkled his nose and stated, “its a romance novel.” I smacked him. I told him that it was supposed to be one. And he suggested I toss in some ninjas or transforming robots. Ugh. Men!

Anyways, thats what I’ve been up to. Sorry no photos in this post. Also if you are feeling charitable, you’re welcome to go to my Etsy shop and buy something. As I’ve said, I’ve got bills to pay! Support your local artists! 🙂

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~ by Nevis on February 11, 2010.

11 Responses to “To write, perchance to dream…”

  1. I’m so proud of you no matter what you do but I’m glad you are finally pursuing your love of writing and I wish for you lots of monetary success with it too besides fulfilling your soul.

  2. Look at you go! 🙂

    If you ever want opinions.. i love reading! 🙂

  3. Everything happens for a reason (i know it is such a cliche). I am not a big romance novel reader (I read alot of science fiction and mystery/suspense), but if yours gets published I will be in line to purchase it 🙂

    Have a great day!

  4. That’s wonderful! Even though I know it’s risky, I think it’s so worthwhile to pursue your dream!! Can’t wait to hear more about it! Thanks for sharing!

  5. That’s great!

  6. Hey! Good for you, working on your novel! And your paintings are beautiful too. Just checked out your shop and added it to my faves.
    Kisses to the puggies!
    xo

  7. I am so proud of you! Pursuing your dreams, even when they don’t seem practical, is the most wonderful and brave thing! You can bet if you get a book published, all of your blog friends will be in line to get it!
    I am coveting your coral painting. Wish the bank account would let me treat myself. Maybe someday.

    xoxo
    Kelly (& Pearl!)

  8. What about ninja robots? 😀

    Keep at it and best of luck!

  9. good for you on your writing! your comments about what terry said mademe laugh. have you ever seen the movie “funny farm” with chevy chase? it’s a funny movie, one of my favorites, about a writer. there’s a scene about hiswife reading his latest effort that will connect with you. if you haven’t seen it, you should!
    hugs,
    puglette
    🙂

  10. I used to read a lot of historical romance and loved them. I was always impressed with the research the authors did to make it accurate! Sadly I don’t read as much now that I have the computer to keep me company- but I’ll read your book! Give us a hint of the setting!

  11. Go you on starting your novel — that’s fantastic! Writing has been my life since I was about seven years old, too, and I also remember writing stories on an old typewriter my grandmother had hanging around the house. I’ve since expanded my instruments to personal laptops and carry my books around on flash drives, instead of carefully-crafted slips of typewritten paper, but that enthusiasm is the same. Keep writing, and if you ever need a writing/reading buddy — drop me a line! 🙂

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