The draft of None is done
I was going to save this until tomorrow when, I hope, I’m a little cheerier.
But, hey, it’s not every day you finish a book. I mean, writing one.
Since the beginning of the year I have implemented a no whining, no complaining, work-only approach to writing. I decided I will no longer sit around watching TV and wait for inspiration to hit me on the head, or to simply “feel like writing”. I’m just writing. Period. Add to that a myriad of stresses family wise, and my inherent ability to escape into writing with the going gets tough, and you make for a rather magic mix (or, as I posited a little while a go, brain worms…).
As a result, in about six weeks, give or take a little, I’ve brought Queen of None from a sprinkled seed of an idea to a full-fledged first draft. It’ll take some work to polish it, but that’s tomorrow’s contemplation.
This time around, I have no wine to celebrate with, and no ice cream. But I have a great deal to be thankful for, including some amazing friends, a beautiful family, and the inspiration to write in the first place. So… thanks. And, cheers.
Writing a book is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement; then it becomes a mistress, and then it becomes a master, and then a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster, and fling him out to the public. – Winston Churchill