Fear not, if you don’t see a new idea on this blog each day, dear readers! Just kidding, is anyone reading this blog?
Regardless of this blog’s readership, it’s been a godsend to me. Because tossing around these ideas has helped me materialize my first ever novel.
I’ve been a writer almost my entire life. As a child, I wrote little children’s stories. Throughout my life, I’ve written pretty much everything under the sun. Short stories, articles, tag lines, bios. Mostly, I’ve used my craft to help others in the arena of PR.
But I’ve never written a novel, despite wanting to so badly. Part of the reason was all of my short stories felt forced and off. I think that’s because I didn’t really have anything to say, until now.
I feel like I’m having a party right now, and I’m the only one who can experience it. Like I’m living in a parallel reality. Everyone else is going about their business in the real world, and I’m right next to them, but DMX is playing and there is confetti and champagne in my world, and I’m yelling at the person next to me a little too loudly, “Isn’t this great!!??” and they’re like, “Hm.”
I can’t wait for someone besides me to read this thing.
I feel like I’ve been lying to myself a little bit. Copywriting, sure, but why did I ever attempt to get technical writing gigs at corporate places? At the very least, I wonder why I tried this before I tried writing a novel. Novels are me.
I’m a mermaid unicorn. I’m not good at the real world. This is home for me. I’m only 14 pages in, and I want to write novels forever.
I’m a big fan of Harry Potter, and wish I could go back to the first time I read each of those books: getting lost.
I always wondered how it felt to have J.K. Rowling’s mind. Was it lovely, living inside of her brain?
I’m not presumptuous enough to compare myself to J.K. Rowling, but I will say that writing a novel is just as much fun as reading a novel. I feel totally lost right now. It’s hard to answer text messages in a timely fashion, or remember I’m the mom who has to cook dinner. My head is swimming with ideas.
So hopefully this process will happen quickly, so that my husband will get his wife back who makes things for dinner other than spaghetti.
Until then, I shall write!