I have finished my current edit on Seducing the Ice Queen.
I am taking a short break from the story before starting my final line edit that focuses on things like comma usage, word variation, and not ending sentences with prepositions.
On day two of this break, a whole new idea smacked me. I started writing it, and after two days, I’m over 4,000 words into it and still going strong! If not for this pesky thing called a day job, I’d be much farther along.
The characters are really coming alive, and that’s the best part about writing for me.
Yes it’s a first draft, and I both love and fear this draft. I love it because anything is possible. Because as I write it, I get to know the characters. Their foibles, fallacies, and strengths. I am a pantser, so this first draft is where I learn what happens to the characters and how they get their happily-ever-after.
However, I also fear it because I’m staring at a blank sheet. There is nothing there to rearrange, fix or correct. It’s empty, waiting for those first words that will spur the next eleven revisions. There is no wordsmithed beauty to it. It’s raw and dirty, this first draft.
And that’s okay.
I just have to get it on the page.
After the blow my writing took back in July, I am ecstatic that my muse came back to sit on my shoulder again.
I’ve missed her, and I’ve missed the joy of creating new worlds and the people in them.