This blog has been going on for a couple years now even though there is nothing left of it in its original form. It has been strange for me to talk to people I do not know and let them into my personal thoughts. I have had to overcome great amounts of fear to accomplish what I have thus far.
Throughout these months I have carved out time to write and sometimes not as much time as I would like. I had been continuously fighting the feelings of rejection and the thoughts that no one was really reading this anyway. I usually tell these feeling to shut up or get out.
While in some ways it may be hurtful to think that no one would read it, I suppose I would understand there is so much to learn these days on the internet. I keep going through and keep pushing through because whether anyone reads this or not I have this blog is something I need to do. I wanted to jump back into writing again. I really just enjoy talking on paper and to people if they are out there. There are so many things to be afraid of in this world why let a wounded ego be one of them.
In the time the characters have been on vacation in October I have been working on short stories. What is wrong with my characters? Nothing, they are beautiful I check on them from time to time. They have been on an extended vacation trying to figure out what they want to do with their lives. We still go out for walks, but we have not spent a lot of time together, but we will be soon.
The book I hope will be finished by the end of the month as I am doing NaNoWriMo again this year and hoping to reach 50,000 words at the end of the month. However, I have been working on short stories in the meantime just to see what it would be like and also outlining my novel to write in November, which it is now.
When I was in college, I loved writing short stories because sometimes a novel seems like a daunting task. I am happy to say after hard work I have finally sent something in to see if it would be published.
Does this mean I have an agent? No.
Does this mean I have hit it big? No.
Does this mean my work will be published? I have no idea, but I sure do hope so.
It has taken me a long time to finally let something leave my hands for someone else to read. Even if my story is rejected I tired and I think I would like to keep trying.
I am glad to say I was actually totally calm about the whole situation. I am not really worried about it, and when I hear something, of course, I will tell you too. Until then, however, I am going to keep working on my writing because I want to be better than I am now. I want to look back on these blog posts someday and see how far I have come. I cannot look back until I had started and I keep going. I have decided to jump all into this part of my life. Though I have had to take some swimming lessons and practice a lot, I am not drowning in my fear like I was before. Please don’t let fear stop you from doing great things with your life. Your failures are not failing but lessons in how not to keep swimming.