In November, 2013 i discovered National Novel Writing Month and wrote the bulk of Sevy's Cosmica Sidera. Six months later, I have edited, re-written, received notes - some of which were encouraging, some of which were not so complimentary- and I wait for my proof copy so that i can see my words bound and printed on paper.
April, 2014 hosted a virtual writing camp. Again, i wrote the bulk of Be The Clown and when I had creative exhaustion, I wrote some short stories about some minor characters so that I could listen to the story my Beatrix is trying to share. The overall note that I need to heed is that the story is slow to start. I don't want it to be slow, but I really like the way the story is laid out.
July is another one of these writing months.
Three years ago, [perhaps?] I was fortunate enough to spend some quality afternoons with my children who frequently patronize my quirks. We were on a historical scavenger hunt of sorts collecting historic tales from roving storytellers gathering at benches in Olde City. One of the stories I was so impressed with was the tale of Margaret Matson. The only witch trial held in Pennsylvania was held in 1683 when Margaret Matson was accused of bewitching her neighbor's livestock and practicing magick. And in all stories, there is usually one or two things that really sticks - and for me, within this Matson story was the declaration by WIlliam Penn. When agreeing that she had in fact flown on a broomstick, Penn brought the court to silence when he professed, not [then] nor ever will it ever be illegal to ride a broomstick in Pennsylvania.
So, this is my next project. And I'm so excited about it! But I'm thinking about all the previous notes on my writing. - A professional editor told me that one of my manuscripts needed help to cut the extraneous adjectives - can't have descriptive discourse in a literary piece!
And it occurred to me while I was trying to figure out how to bring historical fact together with character fiction in this piece that has become very personal in my thoughts, that I really don't care about these opinions. The most helpful notes I have received are from others who write. And the notes that I find myself drawing in are those that make my writing something greater, not acquiescing to an uninterested reader.
Bottom line, this morning, I am feeling as if I just need to write what I write. Six years of careful consideration of words and agonizing over every nuance is just unnecessary. There is definitely merit to just getting things done with all the passion and verve presenting itself in sprints.