hundred stories in various genres (a handful of which were published),
a dozen novel outlines (most of which were shelved after 10-15K of
actual prose), two novels at ~50K completed first draft stage.
But no finished novel.
I think it's time I faced the fact that I haven't finished a novel -
"finished" being defined as "written, re-written, edited, re-edited &
polished" - for one simple reason. It's not that I don't have time
(although I never have enough), or ideas or skills sufficient.
It's that I'm scared.
I'm not nearly so bold and confident a writer as I pretend to be. [Oh,
don't act so surprised. I'm as human as you are.]
The first stuff I wrote was lousy, but at the time I thought it was
great. I still feel the need to apologize to everyone on whom I
forced my first NaNoWriMo effort. Having recognized that I needed to
develop my skills, I stepped back to the short story, then to flash.
While I can't claim to have mastered the flash form, I can be
confident that I'm pretty good at it. So, now that I've gotten good at
driving around on quiet suburban streets, it's time to get out into
real traffic. If you never buck up enough courage to get onto the
freeway, you will forever be stuck in the sticks.
Everywhere that's interesting, enlightening or fascinating requires
movement in order to get there.
I think it's time to quit screwing around.
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