Plowing

Writing is becoming more difficult lately. And I confess that I've been falling short of my daily writing goals. This isn't necessarily a bad thing though. The reason for this struggle is that I'm plowing into the unknown. I've now reached the point in my current story (The Raven) where I'm not sure what exactly is happening next. And I've developed a few more questions within the story for which I need to know the answers before I can move on. It may be time for a serious brainstorming session on my wall-sized marker board.

Uggghh. Writing is hard. How do the professionals make it sound so easy? It's going to be hard, once I get published, to convince my adoring fans that poetic and vivid writing just drips from my proverbial pen.

Anyway, progress is still happening. Today I crossed the 200 page mark, which isn't that big of a deal in the writing world, but it sounds cool. Professional writers won't really be impressed by my modest 57,000 words.

I've also been a bit discouraged by the content of my writing for the last 20,000 words or so. My descriptions seem to be lacking and my action scenes feel very flat. Which sucks. However, this is still a first draft, and I'm just trying to blaze through it to the end, so I haven't been focusing on vivid descriptions and tight action scenes. Once it's finished I can go back and make it intense, poetic and clear. It's just discouraging, because I know that I'm a much better writer than this rough draft is making me sound. Blech. I can't wait to be finished!