When I started writing my novel seven months ago, I thought it would be easy. I love to write. And the idea I have is one that's been right in front of my face for almost ten years. It was time to do something about it.
I started writing. At first it was just a couple times a week--I'd sit down and just see where my imagination took me. I started with just three things: the general idea, a basic outline of my main characters, and the climax. I had no idea what was going to happen in between.
But miraculously, a story formed. The characters came alive like I never imagined. I started paying closer attention to the people around me: how they moved, how they interacted, all the funny things they said. My characters adopted their traits (if you know me personally, you might want to start worrying now).
A couple times a week turned into a couple hours a day. Suddenly I was dreaming up new scenes everywhere I went, from my drive to work to when I was out on a run or even at the store. I finished the novel in August.
At least I thought I did. More on that later.
My little novel still has a long ways to go, but I will do whatever it takes to get it published, whether that means self-publishing or traditional. If anyone else out there is trying to get published, I hope if nothing else I can help by describing what steps I'm taking, and give some insight into the frustration and the joy that is inevitably part of this process. And if you've published something already, I'd love to hear your story!
Can I write well enough to be published? I don't know.
But I'm going to try.