Mildred is driving me nuts the last few days.
Here I’ve been, trying my best to map out the arc of my fantasy book series, when all she wants to do is sit and write a sappy love story about a hockey player and a physical therapist.
Sound like someone we all know and (sometimes) love?
Yes, it’s true. I was blindsided by an idea less than two months ago about a funny romance book centered around my ultimate romantic dream. I know it’ll never happen, which is why it shall be immortalized in fiction.
I really should be working on my fantasy series, but now that book one is completed (although I know I’ll continue to edit it until it goes to print), all Mildred can think about is her little love story.
And the words just won’t stop coming! Not that I’m complaining too much. I think it’s helping me to step back from the immense project of plotting a series of books that contain an innumerable amount of twists and turns that leave even my head spinning, and I’m the one creating them! Sheesh!
Why can’t Mildred just get it together, huh?
Oh, well. At least I don’t have writer’s block. Nasty thing, that. For about four months in the fall of 2013, I wrote almost nothing. It was a miserable time, and even trying to edit my books did nothing to spark the creative juices.
But now, they won’t stop flowing, and I couldn’t be happier! I just wish they’d flow in a nice, organized rivulet, instead of crashing about like schizophrenic waves on the beach.
The love story is funny, romantic (of course), and CLEAN. I have never been one for fiction riddled with sex and foul language. I won’t touch Fifty Shades of Grey (Gray?) with a 100-foot pole!
I understand why people like stories like that. Sex sells, right? But I think there are far better ways to induce people into a love story without jamming it full of sweaty romps and laughable moans and groans as authors find imaginative words to describe male and female – uh – organs.
So, I suppose I’ll take Mildred back to her story and get it out of her (me) as quickly as possible. I’m glad she has so many interests, and that the outlines for books in multiple genres keeps her on her toes, writing-wise. It’ll definitely take a deft hand on ye olde typewriter to bring Mildred’s visions alive.
I can’t wait for the challenge!
“Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”