The Thrill of a New Project

Or just new focus

I’ve started a new writing project. It is invigorating.

The rush of ideas.

The outlining of chapters.

The character profiles and figuring out all their little idiosyncrasies.

The little nuances that I imagine will give readers a little thrill.

It’s going to be a pretty short book. The plot is simple, and the characters are quirky and (I hope) lovable. Turns out, I have the most fun writing what I like to read.

If all goes as planned, I should have a rough draft completed by the end of October. I have blocked out more time than I need to do this for the inevitable slow-writing days and hiccups that I run into along the way. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from budgeting writing time around work and other responsibilities, it’s how to set reasonable goals.

It’s also wonderful to just be writing fiction again. It has been on the back burner since my diagnosis. Every time I take a break, there is a voice in my head that says, “This is how you lose it forever.”

I’m thrilled to report that I haven’t lost it. It’s right where I left it.