Another month, another blogroll. Welcome fellow scribes and members of the AW Forums to my humble site. Before we begin, here are the rules of this thing we call a blogroll (paraphrased from the original):
The first person (in this case, me) just makes a post on their blog. The person following (Unfocused Me) will take some element from the previous blogger and make their own post, including that element. Then link back to the previous post and add a link to the next blog on the chain. Thus tying their post to the first poster and the previous poster. Last but not least please post the links of all participants in the blogroll.
Enough with the procrastination. Sounds like a great idea, except that overcoming procrastination is what got me into my current state of mind. Right now I am mired in the middle of my second draft. Writing the first one was a joy. No worries about spelling, grammar or even story. Just sat down and wrote. I did not intend to write a novel for publication. Three months and about 46k words later I had something. Sure it was a short, garble mess of a thing, choking on to many adverbs, sloughing through the Mire of Passive Tense and swallowing entire armies of apostrophes whole. Yet the elation of writing my first work overpowered me. Dreams of best seller lists, television appearances and even the seed of an award winning movie dance before my eyes.
Then I took a break, started work on something else. The prerequisite three months passed (the typical “cool down” period according to the “experts”). Now all I had to do was sweep away the detritus, polish my work into a sparkling gem and send it to the world. Problem is, I am still polishing away. Well, no. More like blasting whole chunks from the side of mountain in hopes of leaving something worth seeing. Writing the second draft is as frustrating as writing the first one was exiting. First I have to overcome procrastination. The cure for that is a deadline. But then the deadline comes and I am not finished so enter frustration. And those dreams of publishing gold? They become the hunting shadows of self-doubt.
What if, after all this work I end up with nothing?
Is it too short?
On top of that word has spread among friends and relatives who are now clamoring to read it. So, my fellow writers, how do you overcome these hurdles. Do you simply plow through? Use unusual tactics to defeat the chattering naysayers squawking in the back of your mind? Does the joy ever come back?
I know this is something worth pursuing. I have a story and I want to publish it. I just have to muddle through.
Now back to Unfocused Me, who by the looks of it, knows exactly what I am talking about!