Monday, August 07, 2006

frustrated

It took me 2 hours last night to write a thousand words. The scene is no more than a 5 minute 'meeting'. Two hours!

I guess the good part is that its done. (I don't like the end; there needs to be more before it gets to that same conclusion.) Fuul likes it. I think he likes everything, though. Not exactly an impartial reader?

Thursday I'm supposed to meet a friend at the beach and, while our kids play, we are going to do some reading/critting of one anothers work. I've not showed stuff to anyone besides Fuul in a couple of years; I've not written much in the past couple of years. shrug I'm a little nervous, I guess. (Said friend used to teach some level of college writing; I'm a little intimidated.)

But. I wrote. Several pages worth. The story is gelling. I have an idea where it is going. I don't hate the story, and think the spew on the page isn't all bad.

I guess its not horrible for a start!

2 Comments:

Blogger Sam said...

Writing is writing - just don't stop!

6:45 PM  
Blogger Jude said...

Well done on getting it done.

5:28 AM  

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