One hour. Getting familiar with a new format on WordPress. Have not posted since last February, so now I am paying the price for not keeping up with changes.
Well, the real issue here is my new found realization that writing a novel is not for people like me that think that anything is doable and fast. No, no!
I just found out that characters are real people with real issues. It’s not just saying she was gorgeous and he was so handsome. No…I have to give all these people some issues in their lives. You know, such as traumas, fears, complexes, it’s like being a shrink to determine what issues I am going to allocate to whom.
What the heck! I was not looking for problems when I decided to write a novel. I was thinking this was going to be a nice little romance story with a dead body somewhere tucked into a paragraph. Not so fast, the muses and the experts tell me.
I don’t know. The problem is that when I tell myself I am going to do something, I just need to do it to have some self-respect. I am re-thinking this self-respect issue now.
At least I have a title and 4 or so characters. Romance running wild in my imagination, so there’s no problem. Problems. For the characters. This is wearing me out.
Wanna bet? I am going to find problems galore for all these people running wild in my mind. Publication date? Only God knows. I can only take so many problems. Personal and now for the characters too.
God have mercy on me and my writing issues.
So it was today, September 16, 2020. Oh yes, 2020. A year to be remembered.
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