New Story

Lately, I’ve been working on a story that I’ve had in my head for a while. I’ve titled it Perfect Planning and so far, I find that the title fits. It’s an interracial story, set in TX. It actually starts in SC when the couple are teenagers, then progresses to today’s time. It’s not a conventional love story, in that the story starts with both of them single and ready for a relationship. For the first few chapters, they are involved with other people. I know, a no no, but this a real story. Meaning, that sometimes things happen and you need to deal with them to make them better. Life gets messy and so does this story. Of course in the end there is a happy ending, but I make you work for it as reader to get there. I don’t want you to just have it handed to you. *LOL*

So there are some twists and turns as the story unfolds, some of it predictable, some not (I hope) but all in the name of love. I have been posting it on www.fictionpress.com for others to enjoy and it seems to be getting good reviews. It would help probably if I updated more frequently, but life just does not work that way at times. I want to make a video for it, but that’s going to have to wait until I’ve actually written The End on the last page and then critiqued it.

Ah writing…the never ending struggle.

Finished

So the other day I finally finished critiquing one of my stories. The rush is always the same when you finally finish a piece of work you’ve poured your heart into. To put that final dot on the page, type THE END and save it all. Sure, there is still some work to do, a few touches here and there, but the meat of it, the main course is done. I feel good about it, happy to see that story put to bed. Now, I can move onto other things.

I still have lots of stories to go, working on a big one right now. But that’s okay. My mind seems to be suffering from ADHD, so I can get a bunch of things done and it seems like it took no time at all.

Okay, that was exaggerating but it’s how I feel.

So, I may make a video for this latest book, post it on here and see what people think. Need to get to work on finding photos and some ideas on what I want. Put the synopsis up with the video so people get an idea of what’s going on.

Time to celebrate!

Catching up

It’s been a while since I posted here. To be honest, writing and I have not been getting along. Too many other things that give me the satisfaction I was lacking from writing. Doesn’t mean I stopped, just…slowed down as if I were in a school zone.  Lack of recognition, lack of progress, lack of anything really had me thinking that this was perhaps not my calling. But…stories kept coming. Piling up like an accident on the freeway, jumbling and tumbling around each other, demanding to be heard. I couldn’t stop working on them, even if I wasn’t getting anywhere. So wrote…a paragraph here, a paragraph there, but not the full on steam I was used to.

even now, I still would rather do other things than write. Perhaps I lack ambition or drive. Or maybe I just want something in the mail that says “you’re story has been accepted.”

either way, I need to find my dream again. I need to put pen to paper and finish these stories that are waiting for me. they and I deserve at least that.

Christmas day

Today was Christmas and a good one at that. Spent some time with the friends, ate some food and gave some gifts. What could be better than that? I did talk to my parents and my brother, made sure they were having a good time. My brother says my parents are taking the kids back with them for a bit which is good, since they got gipped out of the summer. Ah well, it’s under the bridge. When Monday hits, I’m going to have to send the packages out for the holidays. Yes, I’m a few days behind, but I like to do it this way so that people still have gifts coming even after the holidays. I wonder how my mother will like her gifts? And my dad?

Still working

I am getting nowhere in this story. It’s not for lack of trying. I have been. I just can’t seem to get back into writing. I’d planned that while I was on leave from job I would be working on my crafts and the stories. So far…I’ve completed part of my Christmas list, but come no closer to getting this story done.

How do you get over the hump?

Moving past the letdown

So, I took a moment to mourn my story that I’d finished. Wasn’t a long period, since I’ve been working on this bad boy for quite a while. But…I still feel a little sad. Like a friend you hadn’t seen in a while calls you out of the blue. You kinda missed them, but not in the aching sense of missing your best friend.

So, for my next story I’m finally tackling a story that I’ve had on the backburner for longer than I can remember. A nice little interracial love story about a couple that were separated by the hero’s mother when they were only teenagers. He comes back to the family fold after being gone for a long time and finds the heroine in the same town as his mother. He wants to pick up where they left off, but she has a secret he can’t know about. this is not a traditional love story in that the hero does not wait around for her and neither does she wait around for him. They both date during the first few chapters of the story, even going so far as to be intimate with their significant others. For one reason or another though, those relationships end up failing and they come back together. Of course, there are trials and tribulations even after they come together and it looks like they might never get together. the hero though…he’s waited a long time for his woman and he’s not going to let her go so easily once he realizes she’s really the one.

this one has been in my head for a long time, coming out here and again while I was working on other stories. Now, the situation is that I’m working on it and I have other stories that I want to get to. I can’t decide if having all these activities makes me ADD or artistic. *shrug*

What do you think?

End of story letdown

While the topic title would have you thinking I mean the end of a book I’ve been reading, it doesn’t. I’m talking about the depression that sets in when you finish writing a book. It’s the feeling you get when you finally type/write the end to a story that has taken up much of you life and you emotions. I’m going through that now, after having finished a five book story arc concerning a gay couple I created. The ending just…drained me and now…I don’t know what to do with myself.

You’re probably asking…what are the symptoms of such a feeling? Let me tell you.

You feel drained, not quite happy, but not quite sad. At one point you may have even hated you book, wishing that it would end. Now that it has, there is a tinge of sadness hanging around your head, dragging you down when you go to open that file only to realize that it’s finished.

You get this right before you send the story off to be critiqued and edited. Once it’s in the other stages, you start to hate it again and can’t wait for it to be done.

How does one deal with such an emotion? You know the characters in the book aren’t real, or at least I hope you do. But you’ve spent every day with them, sometimes hours in a day and now…you won’t be seeing them as much anymore. It’s time for them to go into the world and though you are proud, how do you let them go? Are there any special rituals you have, things you do, celebrations you hold to purge the sadness that lingers once the last page is turned and you put down the pencil?