Premeditating Writer

I write what I see; I document what I hear; I talk when I’m listened to; I listen when talking in need to be heard.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Rainy Day Project - Organizing my Novel

Rainy Day Project - Organizing my Novel

Been raining all day yesterday and today. Went to the gym this morning, came home...and this is where I've been since. I'm working on organizing my manuscript on OneNote. Very helpful. 



I opened a file for each chapter, then subfiles for each character. And another file for timeline. One hundred pages into the book and I just now realized that the timeline is wrong, therfore my description of weather. You guessed what I have to do next.

A writer friend keeps hammering that all this should be done prior to writing a book. She has a point.

Back to brainstorming the plot-line. Nothing better to do on a rainy day.
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Tuesday, October 21, 2014


Voices of Doubt


Authors’ stories of rejection are plastered all over the place, and I’m one of them.
This is my story!

With the completion of my very first manuscript, I felt euphoria. What a wonderful accomplishment. I sent the manuscript to an editor. He corrected the grammar, made some small changes and with the end of our transaction came his glorious reviews. I was on a high. I poured over tutorials to help me write a great query and synopsis. The same editor helped me polish it.

There was a new spring to my gait. I was on my way to becoming famous. This was going to be the Great American Novel. What a high.

I was prepared; manuscript completed, query and synopsis shining, literary agents were just ready to admire them. I sent out the first few queries. Visions of my name imprinted on the pages of history twinkled on the horizon.

Like scavenging birds of prey drawn to carcasses, the rejections began coming. And kept coming. Have I sent out that many queries? And every one a whack to the ego.

Then came voices of doubt. They showered me with ridicule; I was not good enough. I will never be good enough. What was I thinking? This little voices inside haunted me, telling me that And the more I read of other writers' accomplishments, the worse I felt.

After the steady stream of rejections, you’d think I’d have learned my lesson. I set out to edit my previously completed ‘masterpiece’ and went on to complete another manuscript, and now I’m on my third one. My heart still palpitates with excitement and I’m still stunningly optimistic.


So, to the voices of doubt in my head, I tell: I’ll forever be hopeful. I won’t give up. Not ever. I love writing too much to quit. I’ve made headway on my third novel, applying the skills I’ve gained from the hard trek of editing. Several short stories are in queue and I would keep on keeping on.
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Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Topography

Topography

Two days ago I left the country house, where I had spent the summer and drove back to the city. Sort of a bittersweet journey. On one hand I was looking forward to the change, and yet, this move signifies another chapter closed . . . a time to look back and reflect.


As you can see, I'm now back in the city looking at an entirely different topography through the window of our 38th floor apartment . . . a time to leave the past where it belongs and look forward.
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Don't You Just Love Fall Colors?

Don't You Just Love Fall Colors?
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