It struck me yesterday how, well, messy this whole write-a-novel-in-a-month thing is. Kind of like fingerpainting.
My novel plans were pretty loose, but I think even the best laid-out plans probably go awry and askew when writing this quickly and intensively.
The point is, I think, to not be afraid of the mess, to embrace the mess and approach it with the abandon of a preschooler and her fingerpaints; she doesn’t care how much paint gets on her face and in her hair. She doesn’t care if she messes up her shirt. And no matter what the finished product looks like, to her, it’s a masterpiece.
I can clean up the mess later; for now, I need to just dig in and create!
Hello,
Good luck with the novel!
Best Wishes,
SV
Thanks! 🙂
Yeah, I just passed the 4,100 mark, and I don’t think much of what I did so far is very good. But my mentality is to just power through it to see how far I get, lock it in a closet somewhere for a year and then think about rewriting. Something like that!
That’s the spirit! I’m sure that I’ve got a lot of crap…but buried in that crap is a good story! 😉
That does seem to be a daunting task, but I am sure you can do it. There is a gem in there somewhere. Now go find it!