I have an idea of a plot. I’ve started writing. I’m a little behind. But not for long. I’m at 2,762 words. I’ve got to double that today in order to be on track. I’m having a hard time having mental space to write. With 5 other people here and only one computer- which is in the same room as the tv I’m learning to write with headphones on listening to Pandora. But I’m making this work. What I really want to do is get my laptop fixed so I can hide in my room and write by myself.

The first page or so is total crap. But I’m gathering steam and refining the story as I go. I’ve heard authors say that the story and the characters seem to take on a life of their own and sometimes things happen in the story that they didn’t intend to happen, but I’m already seeing that. It seems silly, but being 7 pages in and I’m already seeing it. Knowing that these characters have to have the depth to make it in the long run makes a difference.

I’m working on a young adult fiction. I was originally going for something younger, but the main character needed to be 13 not 9. She also was going to have three younger sisters, but it seemed like too many once I started, so I scratched out the first sister (sorry Megan) but kept the twins. But it’s evolving.

I”m also sad because I think Grandpa is going to die. I wasn’t sure when I started writing. But I’m pretty sure at this point. When I introduced him it struck me like a ton of bricks that he does, and it made me tear up a bit. I was writing about him just to kill him off shortly.

Anyway, I’m seeing some themes that are familiar, but then they seem to evolve to something more than that. But I’m doing it. I’ve been talking about it forever, but now I’m doing it. I’m writing a novel. Hold me to it.

Your previous comments are killing me- all of you. Thanks.