I've been sick the last couple days and I realized something in that short time. Well okay, maybe this isn't exactly a new thought for me.
Since this summer began I haven't done anything. I mean I do chores, see movies, and hangout with my friends, but I haven't done anything productive. I started writing the beginnings of a novel this last school year, but I haven't even worked on it, let alone looked at it, since the summer began. Hell I haven't even drawn a single sketch either. Its really sad.
I need to shape up. I need to do something. I actually started this particular blog to help me write more often. As you can plainly see, I only update this thing a couple times a month. So I'm failing at this thing too. I need to learn to balance my hobbies and my real priorities...
I really want to work on my book thingy, but every time I go to pull up the file I hesitate. I have this really great idea - in my opinion - and I don't want to mess it up. I can see it all in my head but putting it down on paper has been proving to be a challenge. I don't think I've ever had this much of an issue with writing something before. I've certainly never been afraid to write one of my stories before. This one just feels different to me.
This project isn't just some funny little short story for my friends to laugh at. This is something I actually want to get published. I want this to be a real novel, and I don't want to mess it up. I need to figure out how to relax when I'm writing it. I feel like I've been over thinking every word, sentence, and paragraph. I just want it to perfect, and I am putting a butt-load of pressure on myself because of that fact.
I really want to write this thing. I can see my main character in my head as clear as day, and I feel like her story needs to be told. Every book I've ever read has had those key plot turning points and I keep seeing those events for this project in my head. I can picture them so clearly. Sometimes I even see them in my dreams. When I think about those moments, I become so excited because I know I've got something good.
Usually when I get an idea, I see the end before the beginning. In this particular case I was walking back to my dorm after class and I was listening to the song "Lions" by Lights when the scene came to me. I just had this flash of this wonderfully heart wrenching and beautiful ending of a story. I can't really explain it more than that without giving any of it away. I must have been grinning like a completely idiot, and I know I was barely able to keep myself from jumping up and down with unearthly excitement. Those times when I get ideas like that I can remember with vivid clarity.
Unless you're a writer, I don't think you can possibly fathom the completely natural high I get when I get a new story idea. You know -this is completely off topic - I don't get that feeling when I'm drawing, and that's why, more and more, I'm beginning to think I'm not meant to make drawing my career. I mean I love drawing, but I think I love writing more. Back on topic, there is nothing else in my life that gets me more excited that getting a new idea for a story. Except maybe when I hand over that first copy to my friends/family to read.
You know I spent nearly two weeks trying to pick out a name for my main character. I don't think I have ever spent that much time picking out a name for a character. I have pages and pages of notes on the story line, characters, places, and just the basic history and elements of the world they live in.
I totally need to get to work on this. I have so much free time this summer, I really should be pumping out a few 1000 words a day. After this rant or rambling stream of consciousnesses whatever you want to call it, I am really excited to get to work.