Keeping a journal has never been one of my strongest pursuits. I find it boring talking about myself for an extended period. This year, I wrote blog entries telling the tales about the things I’ve encountered along my writing road. On this writer’s journey, I’ve run into bumps, got stuck in ditches, and sometimes the scenery becomes tedious. The repetition of editing can become monotonous. Computer glitches can become obstacles along the path as tiresome as construction zones. It can leave a person stuck in technical traffic for hours. The best solution to such problems is sometimes to drive a different route. Please fasten your seat belts and prepare for this new stage on my writing journey. Therefore, I titled this post Entry 298: Fascination With the Written Word.
Remember, editing is an important part of the writing process. Editing is where the artistry takes place. It’s where a writer thinks with their head to catch mistakes. Editing is the sweet spot where the delete button comes in handy. It’s where the creator decides which words belong to the reader and which ones remain with them.
My morning pages and Entry 298: Fascination With the Written Word
Today, I entered the last story I planned to include in the Tecumseh Street Stories collection. It looks like I will reach my goal of having this former NaNoWriMo project cleaned up by November. I still have some editing to do before I store it away for a while. This effort produced two books of short stories. I started writing poetry and short stories when I was a kid. A fascination with the written word seems to be something I came into the world with. I remember scrolling stories into a notebook my mother bought for me. She thought I was wasting paper. We weren’t allowed to waste things in our family. She didn’t know that those silly marks I was making had meaning for me. They were the words of the story I was writing in my head.
What I am currently reading and Entry 298: Fascination With the Written Word
I am still reading Leila Meacham’s Dragonfly. The backstory of the characters is hooking me into the story. I might not have bought this spy story if she hadn’t supplied the reasons these five young people agreed to be dropped into France. It also helps the reader connect with the characters.
The music I selected today and Entry 298: Fascination With the Written Word
I listened to the second Cadillac Records CD today. The CD was much better than the movie because it didn’t capture the real story behind Chess Records. For instance, Philipe Chess is never mentioned in the movie, but he was Leanord’s partner in the nightclub and Chess Records. I liked the music more than I enjoyed the movie.
The stuff going on in my life at the moment and Entry 298: Fascination With the Written Word
(This is the part that might get boring. You can skip it if you want.)
Rooster and I spent the morning working on separate projects. Then, we went to the gym and walked. After we finished there, we had to deal with the drama of returning the device sent to us to use as the internet. Not every mailing place would accept it because it has a small battery. The person handling it had to be hazmat-trained. It makes you wonder about the safety of using batteries to power cars.
Who is Molly Shea?
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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