The last few days, I have started to hit my straps (a harness racing term, if you were curious) with regard to my new story. I've started to churn out my 3000 words a day as I began a total rewrite of a lack lustre first draft.
I've killed characters off and totally changed the emphasis of what the story is about. Somehow I got off track and ended up writing a book where the wrong part of the story dominated, and then when I'd finished I didn't really like what I had. Then I caught up in the excitement of Ripples and ignored it for six months!
So, same characters as the crappy first draft- what's left of them! - same town, but completely new story. What was simply a story told by a character over a couple of pages has become the dominant thing. I'm loving it.
It's possible that posts might become shorter, visits to other blogs might become more sporadic as I knuckle down and do the hard yards. (Penelope the cat will be loving all these sporting analogies!)
That's what it feels like at the moment - a sporting event. Much sweat and grunt interspersed with moments of triumph and ecstatic delight. And this ability to just get on with it and do it is what separates the people who do write from the people who talk about writing. At some point you simply have to put bum in chair and do it. For me that time is now. The story is ready to be written.
So, don't feel I'm ignoring you. Keep a watchful eye on your MyBlogLog and you'll see me flit by. And, my dear old faithfuls who have been with me from the beginning, I'll still be posting and commenting almost every day because I've come to enjoy our time together.
You've become part of my little world.
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