Today I did something fairly monumental. It wasn’t life-changing, or indeed groundbreaking.
So what did I do? I printed off the first chapter of my book. Oh is that all? I hear you ask. For me, it was a huge thing.
I’m really suffering from a crisis of confidence at the moment. I’m pretty sure all newbie writers go through this at some stage or other. I am painfully aware just because you think something is good, doesn’t necessarily mean that it is. Especially when it’s something you have created. It’s a bit like having your own baby, you believe it’s the cutest thing in the world. Someone else may have a different opinion!
Over the last couple of months, I’ve discovered my own style of drafting and editing, a system that works for me. I’ve researched many other authors ways of working, and they are all different. So whilst mine might be a little cack-handed, I feel comfortable with it. And ultimately it works for me.
For now, I’m not thinking much beyond the printing of chapter two, and then three etc. I have the bare bones of the book written now, I just need to put a little flesh on it in some places. My main characters seem to swallow hard a little too often, I’m afraid they’ll do themselves an injury! They also seem to have a lot of tears rolling down their faces, they’ll get sore! Those things definitely have to be changed.
I lost my way a little at the beginning of the year, I got caught up in thinking about agents, publishing deals and editors. I was definitely running way before I could walk, so I re-focused and got back to writing. I still don’t know if I’m good enough, but the least I can do for myself is try!