It is day four of my writing adventure. Yes, I know it is 9:37 and I’ve yet to write a word on my novel today, but in a minute I’ll take Lady Macbeth‘s advice to her husband and “screw my courage to the sticking place” and get on with it. I knew when I began writing this novel that my first draft was going to be less than stellar. Okay, it was going to be crap! But I didn’t know how quickly these characters would take over and start writing their own novel, not the version I had in my head. My exciting main plot is getting little attention because their secondary stories are taking over. All they want to do is yammer all day long. They talk and talk and talk and never seem to do anything. Ack! Are they a mirror of my life?
You would think I would have more control, wouldn’t you? After all, I created these people. I gave them life. They should be a little more appreciative and do what I want them to do once in awhile. I really do care about their emotional well-being, but if they are having problems, they need to get counseling on their own time and give me back my story. I have things for them to do and places for them to go. I don’t have time for their boo-hooing.
Today I vow to get tough with them. Sorry, guys, but you’ve left me no choice. If you don’t cooperate, I may have to kill one of you off…
Yesterday I wrote 3, 682 words. My grand total for the first three days of writing is 11,011.