Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted to be a writer, not just any writer, but a well-known one.  Now I want to be a writer and I’m currently investing my free time to reading romance novels, watching romantic comedies, etc as research for my own book.  Well, my time invested in these free extra-curricular activities are what I’ve always done.  So, no newness there.

Anyway, as I’m sure you know, writing a book is something that is hella difficult to do.  You have to come up with your two main characters, ie the hero and heroine.  Perhaps a few minor characters that are always there, ie best friends, workers, regular people in the characters’ lives, etc.  Then there is the plot, the conflict, the time and place, and of course, paranormal or not.  This is all involved in writing and it is so hard to come up with.

However, I have come up with 6 characters thus far in my story, 3 of which have already shown up and it hasn’t even been but 3 pages and 1300 words.  Hey, I’m only on chapter 1 so far and this is harder than I thought.

On the upside, I have actually talked to a few authors (Jade Lee, Larissa Ione, Laura Wright, Lauren Dane, Anya Bast, Tessa Dawn, etc just to name a few) have told me to just keep on writing and that I should be fine.  So, that’s what I’m doing.  Writing everyday until I finish this book and edit it myself then perhaps I will send it off to some publishers and *fingers crossed* get my book published!  Then perhaps I can start on a series I’ve been thinking about.  But of course, it all depends on the time and if anyone actually likes it.  Maybe I will even get a series of short novellas published, but who knows for sure.

Anyway.  Off to finish chapter 1, maybe I will post some excerpts, but I’m not entirely sure because you never know who will steal your work.  I’ve heard that it has happened a time or two.  So, off to writing and will be back to post what I think is best!  Maybe I will just post some other stuff up, who knows.  I’ll just keep you guessing..



Day 1

Day 1 into writing.  Let’s see what my whee little mind can come up with right now!

Every day I’m watching as they walk past and live their lives.  But now I only see him.  He is rough and rugged.  Beauty they say is only skin deep, but from what I can tell, he is so much more.

Love, as they say, is something that cannot be given, but must be earned.  Love is like a gift. Love is something that I know not of.  Today, people just say the words “I love you” like they say the words “Shut up”. It’s just something they think that they have to say.

But back to him.  Today he walks past and I smell earth.  He is like an outdoors man.  Maybe that’s why I like the rough look he possesses.  But maybe he doesn’t even know that I exist.  Most believe that but I know that for sure.

I don’t know if I can honestly write anymore.  Maybe it’s because I can’t write something in the blink of an eye.  Would life be something better to write about?  Ideas?