Camp NaNoWriMo for August is right around the corner. I tried and fizzled out in July so I'm hoping that August will be better. I'm currently undergoing some health issues that have me grounded at home for now with no work for at least this week and next week. I'm hoping that it will give me the time and motivation that I need to crank out some words.
On the up side I have applied to be the ML of my local region as the last one has moved away. I'd love to do it and I think that I would be a great ML. We'll see. On top of which I need to get back on writing for my articled for the Merry-Go-Round blog tour. So today as I sit on the couch nursing my head cold and aching torso from gallbladder issues, I'm hoping to figure out my NaNo objective and pound out a couple of blog posts. We'll see.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
My Earliest Writing Dreams
It's weird. I don't think that I've ever dreamed of writing. Its always been something I've done. I suppose that as I've grown older and my writing has become more...voluminous...and book worthy I have started to dream a bit more.
It started as a common tease between my husband (also a writer) and I. My husband seeing an older Jaguar car and my little response: "When I'm anonymously famous," or "When I write a best selling novel." The whole idea of being anonymously famous is something has been appealing more and more to me and it is becoming a prevalent dream. The best part? I think that it is an attainable dream. By far the best kind. I've never examined the dream to closely though. I suppose, just like the possibility with any dream, I'm afraid that if I look too closely at it it will start to fade or disappear. I'm not sure if that's a common fear among writers or not. The one thing that most people ask me when they hear my husband making these little smart remarks to each other is why be anonymous?
That's a particular sticking point for my dream. I need to be anonymous for it to be true. While I can be an outgoing and rowdy person with my closest friends I am by nature shy and exceedingly introverted. If I was to write a great book that people loved and my picture was in the book or anything like that it would be the worst for me. It would be the complete undoing of my dream. I suppose I am kind of old fashioned but to me the best part of being an author is a certain level of anonymity. Unlike with movie stars it's still the one realm of being famous or being know where you still kind of have the option to be almost just a name and not a face. That's important to the introvert in me!t's weird. I don't think that I've ever dreamed of writing. Its always been something I've done. I suppose that as I've grown older and my writing has become more...voluminous...and book worthy I have started to dream a bit more.
Please go visit the writings of my fellow writers at Merry-Go-Round Blog Tour and see why they became writers themselves. The first of the month will bring the writings of Alex F. Fayle. Until next month, happy reading!
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