I have begun working on my second book (again). When I had finished the first book I thought I was done and could begin working on a fiction novel I have been wanting to write. Well, that wasn't going to happen. After many reviews and talks with some of my readers and friends, I need to write another "Life Without Parole" and go even deeper.
Since writing the first one I had thought I would be good to go on the second and have it knocked out in no time. Little did I know I would be sitting and staring at a blank screen for a long time. As I commented to a friend, "I was having a stare down with the computer screen and the computer screen won."
With my life all laid out and written down, you would think I could just go at it and write like crazy. But I am having difficulty finding the right words. Strange thing to happen when writing on a subject you know so well. I am taking most of what I have already written in the first book. But I am adding quite a bit. So I am still wondering what is with the wall in front of me. Many times I sit and try to write and just find nothing is coming out. I know what I want to write and I know how I want to say it. So where the hell is it?
I've lived my nightmares over again to write about them. I'm thinking those same nightmares are playing with my head.
I have received more information from family and friends about my past and growing up. I've even learned more about one side of the family that I had assumed was fairly normal. Or should I say as normal as normal could be. Dysfunctional seems to be the common thread throughout my life.
I also have to say that writing the first book has been quite the blessing. I have seen more good come out of writing that book than I could have even imagined. To be honest, my fear was that it would anger people the wrong way and separate me from other family. I even prepared mys elf to ostracized from some circles. But it has been the complete opposite. I think I underestimated people and learned that not everyone is a monster or wants to ruin your life.
I'm moving forward and will be completing this book by summer. Look for t and buy it. You really don't want to miss this one!
Since writing the first one I had thought I would be good to go on the second and have it knocked out in no time. Little did I know I would be sitting and staring at a blank screen for a long time. As I commented to a friend, "I was having a stare down with the computer screen and the computer screen won."
With my life all laid out and written down, you would think I could just go at it and write like crazy. But I am having difficulty finding the right words. Strange thing to happen when writing on a subject you know so well. I am taking most of what I have already written in the first book. But I am adding quite a bit. So I am still wondering what is with the wall in front of me. Many times I sit and try to write and just find nothing is coming out. I know what I want to write and I know how I want to say it. So where the hell is it?
I've lived my nightmares over again to write about them. I'm thinking those same nightmares are playing with my head.
I have received more information from family and friends about my past and growing up. I've even learned more about one side of the family that I had assumed was fairly normal. Or should I say as normal as normal could be. Dysfunctional seems to be the common thread throughout my life.
I also have to say that writing the first book has been quite the blessing. I have seen more good come out of writing that book than I could have even imagined. To be honest, my fear was that it would anger people the wrong way and separate me from other family. I even prepared mys elf to ostracized from some circles. But it has been the complete opposite. I think I underestimated people and learned that not everyone is a monster or wants to ruin your life.
I'm moving forward and will be completing this book by summer. Look for t and buy it. You really don't want to miss this one!
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