Do you speak hashtag? I learned hashtag on Instagram. I’m not fluent yet but I’m improving.
I participated in #showup100 on Instagram (sponsored by Kim Manganelli) and wrote for 100 days. During that time I completed my NaNoWriMo novel and the first read through. I pulled out irrelevant scenes and characters and clarified the plot. There is a lot of revision left to do. Because writing fiction is new to me, I’m learning as I go. I’m incredibly grateful for smart writers and editors on the internet who provide revision tips. I love to learn and I’m learning so much.
There have been some interesting revelations so far
I’m a late bloomer. I joined #plotterlifechallenge on Instagram for support. I hooked up with some young, prolific and published authors who are teaching me a lot. I always knew I was a late bloomer but now it’s super obvious. I’m ok with it.
Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel is a wonderful book that rocked my world. When I started reading it, I discovered that she was describing a world very similar to the one I’m imagining in my book. What a peculiar experience. Instead of feeling defeated and swirling around in negative self-talk, I decided to move forward with my own, unique ideas. I will also study her plot, characters, scenes, dialogue and style.
My maturity is what helps me stay motivated. I don’t want to give up and do something else. I’m determined to see this through to the end. When I was younger, I felt like there was more time but I don’t feel that way any more which is why I’m celebrating.
I’m celebrating completing my first rough draft and writing for 100 days out of 106. I’m celebrating being willing to try new things. I’m celebrating learning how to navigate social media. Hmm, that’s more than one thing, isn’t it?
What motivates or drives you creatively?
What one thing can you celebrate today?
It can be something as simple as the sun rising up or getting the dishes done.
After I wrote this, but before I hit publish, I learned that a friend’s husband recently received a cancer diagnosis. I feel her fear and devastation. Another friend lost her son five months ago. Her grief is raw and palpable. Every day, there is violence, pain, sickness and death. It takes a great deal of effort to find one glimmer of beauty on a bad day but it’s worth it.