I have just finished writing Chapter Ten. Progress is achingly slow, I have a hundred little distractions (like this, and I need a cuppa coffee). Yesterday it took me from 12pm til 6pm to sit still long enough in order to type a meaningful sentence. How do people write huge volumes? I feel like the mountain of work ahead will fall on top of me before I plow through it. Honestly I’d like a lesson in writing discipline from George R.R. Martin, or JK Rowling.
Not that I’m putting together an epic series, just one little first time ever novel, which may never see the light of anyone’s bedside lamp.
I’m writing this little post though just to remind myself that I have never written ten chapters of a novel before so this is in itself a minor achievement. I am taking a moment for a mini celebration (YAY, I’ll eat caramel shortbread with my coffee 😀 ).
Now because I have always absolutely loved reading, I would just like to to say, from the bottom of my heart, how enormously grateful I am to all the writers of all the books I have read for not giving up after Chapter Ten. Word by word, page by page, book by book you ploughed on, lonely at your desk, determined to tell your story. You moved those mountains and transformed them into new worlds. I think I will find your footprints somewhere ahead and follow them, or make my own path, either way I’m off to fetch supplies for the journey ahead.
P.S. This is just a mock-up version of my book below, it’s in it’s first draft, very rough form over on ChapterBuzz. If you’d like to give me feedback and comments you’d be welcome. You can even tell me you think it’s rubbish and I won’t hate you, I may just write you into the story…