As I was doing some work on the manuscript the other night I found myself stuck reading it. Not seeking places to improve, beef up, remove, rearrange, clarify; but actually reading it. I had only planned on checking one specific ending chapter to see if the concepts still worked with the changes I had made in an earlier chapter. Instead, I got lost in my writing. I read that chapter and the next, and the next until the end.
In my head, everything in these chapters works. The visuals are in place and stunning, the characters very real, the emotional impact is fantastic. That’s the problem, it’s all in my head. My little private movie theater shows me exactly what I want to see, but not what is necessarily on the paper.
With time and effort I know I can get what’s on the paper to match what’s in my head. That is, time and effort and my happy posse of readers who better tell me what I’m doing wrong. I want the process to go faster; I’m impatient with the ever-growing list of what needs to be done.
Anything worth doing is worth taking the time to do it right.
It doesn’t help that I’m counting calories (again). Don’t use the “d” word with me, I don’t diet. Not being able to graze throughout the day makes me antsy and irritable, which takes its toll on my patience level.
I hope all you writers reading today are in love with the story in your head and are willing to do what it takes to spill it out on paper. I’ll be sure to read it when you do!
Happy Writing and Happy April Fool’s Day
[now, where is that chocolate?…]