I got a lesson in humility over the weekend. I had this idea for a writing project - really, it was to update and revamp a book I wrote years ago, but never sought publication for. It seemed like a good idea, and even though I'm not anywhere near done with Move yet, I thought perhaps it would be a good idea to dig it up, take a look at it, and start planning how I'm going to tackle this project. My reasoning was that I could start to develop a plan for this book now, so I'll be ready to start on it when Move is done. So I opened up the file and took a look at it, ready to start brainstorming how to rework it. And it didn't take long for reality to hit me - it hit within the first few words I read.
This piece sucked. No wonder I shelved it. It's awful! In fact, it took me about 5 minutes to determine that this piece was unsalvagable. The only thing that kept me from sentencing that raw piece of garbage to the "delete" key was the hope that perhaps, maybe, there's a remote possibility that there might be some sliver of something useful in there that I can extract from that jumble of madness and make fit somewhere else.
Who knows, but this I do know - my early work sucked. No wonder my inspirational work never took off - it was AWFUL! I cringe when I think of how much of that I sent out for consideration. And some of it got published - even my first book. Oh Lord help me. My consolation there is that some people do prefer non-fiction and inspirational, and perhaps those awkward first steps into writing will speak to someone and convince them to give the rest of my writing a chance. You never know.
This doesn't mean I'm giving up on non-fiction. I realized that some of my rewrite/revamp ideas might be a good catalyst for a new work, and I'm going to explore that. It's just going to take a bit more planning (and time) to get this going.
In the meantime, I had another idea for a short book for bird owners, and that idea has been growing since I chucked the rewrite my horrors of yesteryear idea. I think that might be the next thing on my list instead so now I'm brainstorming for the birds - literally.
That's all for today. Here's hoping you don't find any writing (or other artistic endeavors) from you past that you feel like bludgeoning to death. Havce a great week.
Hi everybody; I hope you're having a great weekend. Today is kind of a slow going day for me, which is refreshing. It's nice to not be rushing around all day!
My wrist is feeling better, and I'm glad it healed quickly because I've had a lot of writing ideas lately. Over the past couple of weeks, I've done some flash fiction, some non-fiction, and now I have ideas for two more pieces. One will be fiction and the other is non-fiction/inspirational. I'm glad that I'm inspired to write things in different genres. One thing I don't want is to be a one-trick wonder. I like writing in a variety of genres and styles. Although fiction is my favorite, I'm pleased that my inspiration for the non-fiction work that got me started seems to be returning. I'm probably rusty in that area, but I'll brush up. I do believe it's time to make my muse evolve and to embrace both fiction and non-fiction as fully as possible!
Tomorrow is Rick's birthday, and my birthday is next Friday (August 26th). I think Rick is a bit down about getting another year older - you know, the whole magic of birthdays is kind of lost after you turn 21. But honestly, my age isn't bothering me too much. I know mid-30's bother a lot of people, and from time to time I do ask myself how the hell I got to turning 36 in a week. But by and large, I have to say that I don't feel old. Wiser, definitely, and extremely grateful for that. More life experience to draw on, which is a good thing. Wishing I looked more like I did 10 years ago but Rick still compliments me so I guess I'm still in "average" range with the looks, which isn't bad. But not old. No, I'm not feeling the mid-life crisis right now. Guess I'll have to have it later.
But I would like to take this opportunity to publiclly wish Rick a Happy Birthday tomorrow.
It hasn't been as hot lately, and I'm grateful. A lot of people are saying they're ready for summer to be over so this hot weather will pass. Yes, it's been brutally hot, but truthfully I'm not eager to see summer go. Why? What would we be wishing away. Extreme heat for what - extreme cold? No thanks. Actually, I hate the cold, so I'll cope with the heat. And as I said, it's been more seasonable lately, so it hasn't been bad. So no, I don't want to see summer go. I still like it. I like the sunshine and long days, the green plants and blue sky, and the fact that the world is still alive. And there's something almost charming about a summer storm. In fact, I believe one is brewing now. I hear wind and thunder.
Well, that's all today. Just some random musings. I hope you're having a good weekend. Take care. More later.