I finished a story!
A whole bloody book (well at 39,000 words a novella really). It's the one I was working on in this post.
See, I got chapter 8 down, left it for six months, forced myself to do the next chapter -- which is a sort of nuts and bolts chapter, where a lot of action with future consequence has to be laid down and you have to be precise about it so the details don't get bogged down later on, so it's really no fun to write. After that I was spent and left it alone for a year.
Early March I picked the story up again. I don't know what exactly inspired me to do so. I just watched Return to Cranford the night before and something about that show - the light mood, the feelgood resolution, the simplicity of the conflict - seemed to unlock something within me. I wanted to do something light and happy and romantic; and I just happened to have this unfinished story lying around that fit all three. I wrote the next four chapters in a frenzy; the output's only slowed this week because I was trying to resolve it properly. So, yeah, thank you, Return to Cranford, couldn't have done it without you.
I'm letting it marinate now, walk away a bit so next week I can do a read with fresh eyes and make a nice edit, and then I'll send it to some friends for their opinion. But man, it feels so so so good to just put "the end" on something, doesn't it?!
See, I got chapter 8 down, left it for six months, forced myself to do the next chapter -- which is a sort of nuts and bolts chapter, where a lot of action with future consequence has to be laid down and you have to be precise about it so the details don't get bogged down later on, so it's really no fun to write. After that I was spent and left it alone for a year.
Early March I picked the story up again. I don't know what exactly inspired me to do so. I just watched Return to Cranford the night before and something about that show - the light mood, the feelgood resolution, the simplicity of the conflict - seemed to unlock something within me. I wanted to do something light and happy and romantic; and I just happened to have this unfinished story lying around that fit all three. I wrote the next four chapters in a frenzy; the output's only slowed this week because I was trying to resolve it properly. So, yeah, thank you, Return to Cranford, couldn't have done it without you.
I'm letting it marinate now, walk away a bit so next week I can do a read with fresh eyes and make a nice edit, and then I'll send it to some friends for their opinion. But man, it feels so so so good to just put "the end" on something, doesn't it?!
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