I’m finding it hard to get into the groove. I suspect I have not been in one lately, but I was writing, and the stories were coming together.
My most significant accomplishments seem to come when I write 50,000 words or more for a NANOWRIMO book. It’s interesting that it appears to be the only time I can focus my mind on writing. Last November though, is the first that I didn’t finish it, even though I’d got about 65,000 words done.
I have no idea why on those occasions the creative mind is organised and the ideas and words flowed. I know it was just supposed to be raw writing, but on one occasion I even had time to rewrite the start. As we all know, by the time you get to the end, a lot of stuff at the start needs to be fixed, especially in light of plot changes and continuity.
Unless of course, you’re a planner, which I’m not.
Now, looking at one of the novels on the screen, I have the job of editing and re-writing, after waiting the requisite few months between finishing the rough draft and starting on the polishing.
It seems that April is the month to be doing the first editing, and I may be still on track for that to happen as I’ve continued writing past November, through January, and now have written nearly 140,000 words. It was not supposed to be this long, but it is the story writing itself. There are only a few chapters to go, so it’s looking good to finish this month and give it a rest before April.
In the meantime, and slipping further and further on the schedule is the sequel to What Sets Us Apart, called Strangers We’ve Become, I’ve finally got to editing several times, and it’s nearly done.
But here’s the thing.
It’s all but done and dusted, and I was doing a final read before handing it to the editor for one last check. That was a mistake. I seem to be one of those writers that can’t let it go. I should not have picked it up for a re-read!
I don’t know if anyone else has the same problem, but as soon as I had finished it, I had a feeling (oh no not one of those feelings, I can hear the editor saying) and something was not quite right. Perhaps I’ll put it back down again, and think some more about it.
Perhaps I should just pour another drink and go back to watching ice hockey because the Maple Leafs are doing well at the moment.
OK, I just had an idea for the third book in the series.