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 225: Stuck Somewhere.
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 225: Stuck Somewhere
Drum roll. Today’s word count is 2484. Wow, I am nearing the crossing line for this year’s NaNoWriMo. I’ll keep writing into December. My goal is to have the entire book finished by December 31. I want to start the New Year by editing the second book in the series. Then, I might work on the third book in The Henhouse series. The writing part on my journey to publication isn’t the problem. I spend a portion of everyday writing or editing. Where I get hung up is the place where I should be moving toward letting my baby go out into the world. It’s my theory every writer gets stuck somewhere, and this is the place where I’m frozen.
What I am currently reading and Entry 225: Stuck Somewhere
I finished reading Martha Hall-Kelly’s Lilac Girls. My normal intermission between books is taking place. I want to keep on with my WW II reading. There are several books on my shelf with this theme.
The music I selected today and
I listened to Tracy Chapman’s New Beginnings this morning. We could all agree every day is a fresh start. I like several of the songs on this CD.
The stuff going on in my life at the moment and Entry 225: Stuck Somewhere
(This is the part that might get boring. You can skip it if you want.)
A slow day is sometimes one of the best days. I worked on my story this morning before spending time with my youngest granddaughter. We went out to lunch, and I saw my oldest great-granddaughter. Then, we went to the apartment we are remodeling, and my granddaughter received her first lesson in painting and doing drywall. Overall, it was a very good day.
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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I started participating in NaNoWriMo in 2014 because of a dare. Someone was planning to try the 50,000 words in a month challenge and dared me to participate. I didn’t think the word count was achievable, but I also thought I had nothing to lose if I tried. I barely made it over the finish…
Okay, Word Daddy is missing in action. He must be on another one of his cross-country road trips. I hope his motorcycle breaks down and leaves him stranded in Tucumcari. Sorry, I shouldn’t talk smack about my unreliable muse. I decided to hang out with the Golden Shovel Poems for a while longer. What can…
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 and got stuck in ditches, and sometimes,…