I had a cute little conversation this morning with another Tweep, and she convinced me that my pretty purple robe definitely qualified as a swirly cape. I promptly replied that I was so happy that I can now swagger around my house and declare, “Huzah!” at inanimate objects, and they must obey me! First up, my coffeemaker! (Didn’t I warn you that I’m a little goofy in the morning?)
So, I know that I’ve said maybe once or twice that I want to be a full-time-writer-specifically-novelist. But, I wanted to step back and acknowledge the fact that I am in a position at my paythebills job that allows me to be in my pretty purple robe on most (90%) mornings, and considering all the jobs that I could have had to pay my bills, I am extremely thankful. I recognize that I have a perfect situation to write before and after The Job, giving me literally hours to work on The Novel in my pretty purple robe. (coughcoughwhenidon’tturnonsocialmediacoughcough)
Among other things I get to do in my pretty purple robe is read through other authors’ journeys and get a “second wind” whenever I feel a little tired of this effort. I can see the obstacles they’ve gone through (mostly, mental and emotional obstacles, huh, imagine that), and see that the only difference between a published, full-time writer and an unpublished part-time writer (or, full-time scribbler) is the discipline and persistence of staying in The Novel and getting that Bad Boy DONE!
So, with 75 days till the end of November, I am committing this blog to my Novel’s journey, and making myself accountable to its progress.
In 75 days, I will hold a finished rough draft with all its flaws and imperfections and declare it beautiful and glorious. I am proud of it, and of myself for finishing and accomplishing my goal. I am also looking forward to the next phase of revisions and polishing and otherwise prettying it up for submission.
“Huzzah!” I say, and it was so.