First of all, I'd like to thank those who took the time to read through my posts and comment. I know Mrs. Finco required us to pick 10 blogs to read and comment on, but y'all didn't have to pick mine, and I'm glad that you're interested! It is such a help to know that other people want to know how it's going, and honestly I could use the motivation because nothing got done this week. I spent this week making up work from the 24th (absent because of a college visit), the 29th (field trip), and working ahead so I wouldn't have much to do this weekend while on pain meds from getting my wisdom teeth out on Friday (original plan was to take all 4 out, but one of them they couldn't get to, so I get to go back later for that one, yay!).
I'm starting to think that this is going to be a short story, or a novella if I can write that much, instead of a full-on book. This semester has been rough, I missed four days of school last month, and while I do want to spend my free time writing, lately I've been more concerned with getting enough sleep. Mostly what I've learned during this process is that just because I wrote a story that became novel-length after lots of editing and adding things in less than a semester in seventh grade does not mean I can do that again. In seventh grade I had nothing better to do with my time than sit around and write stories; now I do. I have responsibilities and commitments and other things to do than hide in my room with a binder full of notebook paper and a pen. Plus, some of my best writing occurred between 7th and 9th grade, during which I had extremely low self-esteem and too many emotions about trivial things. I wrote to express what I felt, and these days, besides stress and not getting enough sleep, things are pretty good in my life.
Basically, it's not as easy for me to write as it once was, but I shall persevere and have some sort of product to share at the end of the semester. Now, I know at least one person asked for me to post some of my writing, and I will once I have something I feel good about.
However, I will post the first few sentences of one of my book-ish things for your entertainment. It's dark. It's about a boy deciding to do what he's told or create his own destiny, and it's all internal conflict. Also, assassins.
The most important thing for you to know is that I am not a hero. Heroes don’t do as they’re told to achieve their goals; they find their own way and change the world for the better. Heroes don’t kill the ones they love. Heroes don’t enjoy seeing a pool of blood created by their own hands. I did what I was told because I liked it. Because it’s how I was raised. Because it was fun.
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