Out of all my peers who contribute to this blog, I’m the dilettante,
the one who’s probably written the least prose of the bunch because most of my
works-in-progress are television scripts.
When 2014’s NaNoWriMo came around, I decided to make an attempt to put
my story ideas into novel form. I got to
12,000-ish words, which is the most I’ve ever written in potential book form. Also, even though I answered a quick “yes” to
be a contributor, I’m still wondering what I can contribute since the novel writing
and publishing arena isn’t really my expertise.
When I stalled at 12,000-ish words in November, I didn’t
stop writing, I just switched back to writing the story down in script
form. My brain was churning out so many
ideas, it just was faster to put scenes and dialogue together because that was
(and is) my comfort zone. Still the
desire to put a book series together remains.
The last time I was on Blogger I actually had my own blog,
Breakfast Every Hour, which will now be the title to my upcoming podcast and
potential Tumblr blog. The blog not only
chronicled my work-in-progress, that resulted in ten episodes of my television
show idea I’ve been throwing around in my head since high school, it also told
the story of my “and The City” social and dating life in Manhattan. Those misadventures sparked my last NaNoWriMo
efforts.
If there’s anything I’m realizing in life and writing it’s
that you really shouldn’t tell yourself you don’t know how to do something. I mean look at the world around us. Billionaires never seem to have a degree,
even though we’re told the only way to make it is with a degree, and popular
novels and culture are never quite the “art” we think they’re supposed to be.
The art is in the doing. The lessons are in the doing. You can’t find your story if you don’t write it down. A story isn’t a story unless it’s told to someone else. And dear GAWD, I’ve had so many stories untold. Don’t let your story go untold.
