The process of writing is about 10% actual writing, 50% browsing the internet to avoid actually writing, 25% hating yourself for not actually writing anything, and 15% sobbing about your characters to really sad music.
"MAN THIS STORY I’M WRITING IS GONNA BE SO GOOD I’M SO PUMPED"
"I CAN’T WAIT TO DEVELOP THE SHIT OUT OF THESE CHARACTERS"
"HOT DAMN THAT ONE SCENE NEAR THE MIDDLE IS GONNA BE BITCHIN’"
"THIS PLOT TWIST IS THE SINGLE BEST IDEA I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE"
~one hour later~
I'm now 70 pages into writing my first book and suddenly I've been overtaken by this huge fear that I am nowhere near good enough a writer to do this story justice. I am also struggling with capturing a character's personality in ink. Sometimes I feel like these characters have gone through so many experiences that are way beyond anything I've had to go through and because of that some of the emotions and actions I write for them don't come across as real (at least when I read them). Any advice?
Yup. That’s all normal. Finish writing the book.
Sometimes I listen to this song while writing sad scenes for my books and just sob a lot.
That awesome moment when you find the most perfect literal and metaphorical song for your novel.
Evalyn Ibarra never expected to be an accused killer and experimental prison test subject. A year ago, she was a normal college student. Now she’s been sentenced to a month in the compass room—an advanced prison obstacle course designed by the government to execute justice.
If she survives, the world will know she’s innocent.
Locked up with nine notorious and potentially psychotic criminals, Evalyn must fight the prison and dismantle her past to stay alive. But the system prized for accuracy appears to be killing at random.
She doesn’t plan on making friends.
She doesn’t plan on falling in love, either.
"how’s that thing you’re writing coming along?"
I Promise I’m Not a Murderer: The Story of a Researching Writer
now with a sequel:
I Swear I’m Not Pregnant, I’m Just Naming Characters
Don’t forget: I’m not Trying to Break Into This Building, I Just Need to Know the Layout of it
The Sequel: I’m Really Not Poisoning Anyone, I Just Need To Know The Symptoms OF Poisoning And How Long They WOULD Take To Die From It.
Additionally: Please Don’t Put Me In A CIA Prison, I’m Just Trying To Figure Out How A Character Could Sneak Into Afghanistan From Pakistan While Avoiding the Border Police and the US Military.
And the grand finale: Hi Homeland Security How Are You Hope You’re Enjoying My Browsing I’m Not Really Going to Weaponize Smallpox I Just Need to Be Sure of the Symptomatic Progression After a Virulence Spike (Hint It’s Pretty Fast).
*slams book closed*
*re-opens book and continues to read*
i'm gonna write
slides out of chair
slides onto floor