Write here, right now
[image error]
It has been five months now and I am taking my writing journey rather seriously. I am in a fortunate position because writing is a favourite pastime. I am not doing it for money – not yet. The demand is there but I want to just enjoy the craft and pay-it-forward. I have set up a writer’s page on Facebook – Zaheera Walker at Author. Check it out and follow what goes on in my head.
A few months ago I met someone who represented the ‘ideal’. NaNoWriMo came at just the right time – November. This novel writing project brings together professional and amateur writers from around the world. Now writing a complete manuscript in a month is daunting but because I was all starry eyed with the ‘ideal’ I set about scripting the words to ‘When loving him hurts.’ It fit perfectly into the romance genre. That was some crazy stuff because I am not good with romantic-ish. I fare well as a suspense/thriller person. I break the rules and there isn’t much that scares me. But all the elements were there and each time I sat to write I just cried. The story was raw and each chapter was full of everything we try to avoid. The protagonist is a cool chick and I promise you will fall in love with her crazy, quirky ass!
The story also took me back to a time when I felt I was not good enough. The storyline is so real, so deep. Some of you will hate me and some of you will high five me. Either way I don’t care because that is just the way the cookie crumbles. My fellow author Ashleigh Giannoccaro encouraged me when she said: If it has all the feels then you are on the right track. I kept going and going. My story was done in five weeks.
The evening before I penned the last words another author friend questioned the title. Not in a bad way though but that got me thinking. The title has now changed but the story remains. It has the trimmings of innocence, love, heartbreak, cultural differences and good sex. Oh yes it is good and clean and dirty too.
Now that this project has ended I feel sad. I feel sad because it was my only link to the ‘ideal’. Everything started off beautifully but I always knew it was too good to be true. I guess I tempted fate when I plotted the story the way I did.
Beautiful chaos is dedicated to the ‘ideal’ and since he was my inspiration my acknowledgement reads: And finally to the man who inspired me to write this book. Thank you for giving me a glimpse into your world. We were so wrong, yet so right. I wish we had more time; I wish I met you sooner. With you I felt all the feels. One day I will find you and tell you what I feared the most. Until then I will always search for you in my dreams and beyond.
I guess it is true what they say. It is true that some things can only be felt in the heart.
