Remember that kid’s book?
Nobody wants to be that baby bird’s mother except his/her actual mother.
That’s great. Awfully sweet.
If my manuscript was a baby bird, it would have perished long ago.
I have been so inattentive, I almost killed the thing worse than my houseplant. I’m so neglectful. So far I’m SIXTEEN days into JUNE and I’ve barely touched the manuscript except to take these glorious
Poor LUKE has suffered, but I promised to give updates and I’m committed to being honest about it. My first struggle has been to START.
I wanted to start at the beginning of MAY, but it turns out I may need that month off as a break from the SCHEDULE I’ve created for myself.
I also wanted to begin at the beginning of JUNE, but it seems I had other fish to fry.
My struggles have been TWO:
- I have not wanted to reread the part I have written, which amounts to a full section (or third) of the whole. There is no reason I should not want to reread this except I am tired of being in that character’s head. See point 2.
- I have resisted entering another character’s head, for the second third of the book, because I’m not a fan. I find parts of this character personally despicable, and I don’t wish to enter that mindset. It’s understandable, but my conclusion is…
I NEED TO GET THE FUCK OVER IT
with the WORK at hand.
Then I decided to be gentler with myself, and I went to explore hope*writers and see what they were up to…
long story short…they’re doing a 14 day challenge and there are 14 days left in June.
It doesn’t get any clearer than that. So my only challenge for the rest of the month is to work on LUKE for 15MIN a day.
Of course I’ll keep you posted.
Here’s another thing about baby birds. At some point, and I have witnessed this recently, mom or dad leave the nest, and the babies are on their own.
That means flying or falling. Falling means dying or flying, as I’ve also witnessed.
It takes some nerve to creep to the edge of the nest, but the only choices are up or down.