Listening to: Judith- A Perfect Circle
Drinking: Coffee, black
Eating: Miniature Twix bars
Current word count: 13,623 (24 pages)
Still plugging along on the story. Every day, whether or not I'm in the mood, I write a little bit. At this point, I can honestly say that I don't care if it's the worst thing I've ever written in my life (and it just might be)- I'm still doing it, because the story is in my head, and I'm not going to rest until it's told.
The first 10,000 words flew. The rest is coming much slower, but hey- it's still coming, right? Every word isn't perfect. Every phrase isn't prose so purple that it might be dead. At the moment, I'm ok with that, because I know I'll be going back and tweaking the little details until I'm happy with it. I'm such a perfectionist that it's really hard to close Word when there are a few paragraphs that I'm not happy with. I'm *so* used to sitting and staring at the screen until my eyes go all unfocused, wracking my brain until I think of *the* perfect phrase...but there's just so much story to tell this time that I *can't* waste time trying to make everything perfect, the first go 'round. If I tried, I think I'd lose the thread of the story, and *then* where would I be.
Probably back at square one, bitching about that evil, vile, manipulative bitch that I *like* to call my muse. Heh.
Please also note that none of the story has been posted here, or on any of my websites. That has to be a first. Actually, I'm not sure if I'm ever going to post it in public, because the story itself has almost no *good* qualities. It's violent, bloody, and full of all kinds of social taboos. I think my brain is rebelling against being told, over and over again, "you can't write this, it's too over the top".
I embrace over the top, and scoff at your petty morals. Ha!
So, yeah. It's going quite well, and I'm feeling somewhat productive, which is always a good thing.
I do wish I had a beta reader, though. Someone who is *not* a friend, who would not be afraid to tell me that a particular idea sucked eggs. I'm hell to work with, though, because I tend not to take advice. *laughs* If I really believe something feels right, or sounds right, and it works for *me*...I'll fight with you about it until I'm blue in the face.
I've lost more beta readers that way...
Anyway, I have nothing important to say right now, so I'm guessing it's time for me to shut up. ;-)