Have finally been able to focus on a story. For awhile, wandering around my days, I was cogitating on ideas and characters. Either I was trying too hard or every idea seemed epic in scope and was clearly a novel.
Then two things revealed themselves to me. First, typically with a novel I struggle to have enough words, so maybe if I thought something was too long to be a short story, it would actually be just right, given my penchant for, and struggle with, brevity. I would have something to edit out. That would make for a nice change.
Secondly, I realized that this character who was hovering around the edges of my consciousness was not going to go away. She is quiet, but she has presence. So I capitulated and began writing her. I like her very much. It’s coming along.
Sometimes I worry that my stories, or rather the settings of my stories, are too rural. Will people be interested? Yet I always come back to them. To these rugged people in a northern landscape. What else can I do? I am their scribe after all.
Another turn of fortune was that a very, very short piece I submitted to a review was rejected. I was annoyed but also relieved because as soon as I sent it, I regretted it. I had more to write about those characters and their struggle. More setting to describe. They deserve better. So now I have a second idea for a story and somehow this feels like having back up. I’m honest enough to say, too, that there may have been some, “Oh yeah? I’ll show you,” in my thought process as well.
So now, no excuses! Two stories in the pipeline. It has helped me knuckle down.
I wish you all a nice holiday season and all that but mostly I wish for you more words and breathtaking sentences.
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