High time for some updates, I think.
March has been the month of struggle. I have officially entered the so called death zone of my novel –the first quarter/third of a book where most new writers give up. And I must say, the name is quite apt.
Beginnings are easy for me. Endings too. These are always the first things I think of. But middles? Nope. I’m terrible at middles, and this project has only reaffirmed my views.
The further I go, the more it feels like I’m never going to finish by summer. I might need the whole rest of the year. I’m just not a fast writer, let alone a consistent one.
…
…That’s it. I don’t really have anything else to say. This is the long and grueling part of the process, at least for a compulsive reviser like me.
I’m neck deep in shit and feel like I’m sinking. I’ll keep going, but it would sure be nice if I actually knew what I was doing.
Oh well. *shrugs*
High time for some updates, I think.
March has been the month of struggle. I have officially entered the so called death zone of my novel –the first quarter/third of a book where most new writers give up. And I must say, the name is quite apt.
Beginnings are easy for me. Endings too. These are always the first things I think of. But middles? Nope. I’m terrible at middles, and this project has only reaffirmed my views.
The further I go, the more it feels like I’m never going to finish by summer. I might need the whole rest of the year. I’m just not a fast writer, let alone a consistent one.
…
…That’s it. I don’t really have anything else to say. This is the long and grueling part of the process, at least for a compulsive reviser like me.
I’m neck deep in shit and feel like I’m sinking. I’ll keep going, but it would sure be nice if I actually knew what I was doing.
Oh well. *shrugs*