Hey there, awesome readers!
If this is your first time here or if you haven’t read this post, here’s a quick explanation of what’s going on:
For the next few weeks I’m only allowing myself to write about the progress and writing aspect of a fiction story that I’m working on. Although if you’ve had the chance to read this post, you know that I’m not very good at following rules; even when said rules have been laid down by yours truly. This explains why I’m not the mayor of my town.
And since you’re entitled to my opinion, I believe that mayors are supposed to follow rules and lead by example.
Yes I’m perfectly aware of how smart you are, which is why I’m going to come clean: There are no mayors in my story. I’m procrastinating. It’s what writers do best. And since I have many years of experience as a writer, I’m terribly good at procrastinating. This makes me proud and self-conscious; confident and insecure.
This is why I NEED you on this writing-a-work-of-fiction journey with me.
Let’s start from the beginning, shall we?
To help put us on the same page (notice my clever use of an analogy; also nothing to do with my story), I thought it would be a good idea to set my other works-in-progress aside and start something brand new. I can’t tell you exactly what the story is about because I have this fail-symptom where if I talk too much about a story, the need to “tell it” dissipates.
What does that mean? It means that this journey may make you feel a little like your blindfolded. But that’s okay because that’s exactly how I feel since I’ve never written a book-length piece of fiction before. And by book-length I’m thinking something a little longer than a brochure.
I’m aiming for 50,000 words.
So far I have a skeleton of an idea and I’m calling this skeleton “Charlie”.
He’s the main character.
I also have a breakdown of seven chapters.
My goal this week is to figure out the end and then work my way back to the beginning.
Stay tuned …
Or feel free to harass me if you think that I’m busy procrastinating.