Song mood: I Miss You by Blink 182. We’ll have Halloween on Christmas. Halloween can be every day if you really wanted it to be. But it won’t have the feeling of a brisk autumn evening.
The proof copy came for my new poetry book. There are somethings I can go back and improve on. But I need to move on to my next project, whatever that may be. The poetry book is kind of like an exercise on putting a book together.
Word is awesome. I mean I can edit things in format and so it shows how the project will look like in real time. That may be the biggest motivator yet.
Now that I have put together a book. I should work on putting together other books. I like my idea of having a horror writing contest. And at the end all the stories get put into a book. I’ll edit and put the book together. The winner gets a horror genre Funko Pop and all the proceeds from the book. A whole ten dollars or so. Of course if one of the writers is good on marketing, it may be more. Someone can put the cover together. The contest would become a collaborative project.
I need to decide on what the next project is going to be. So I should free writer until the idea that strikes me takes hold. I don’t participate in Nanowrimos any more. It isn’t to say I won’t try write a rough draft next month. But I don’t like the way I write when I do them. To write for the sake of writing a lot of words in a short time. Because I won’t be happy with what I wrote and would have to rewrite the story completely to be happy with it. Where as if I casually write a story like I have been doing, only sections get rewritten for clarity. That is something different. Meaning that I like most of the writing and the editing part is so that there story has clarity through out the piece. It becomes something a person can read in a short period of time after it has been written. That is the type of writing I want to focus on. So if I plan out a project, the goal will be my usual of 30,000 words.
Currently I’m listening to The Death of Mrs Westaway and am thoroughly enjoying it. There are secrets everywhere in the story and the narrator Hal thinks she knows the truth of the matter. But she doesn’t know the deepest darkest secrets. I already figured out the big secrets of the novel along the first turning point, but it’s still fun to listen to.
So I give myself a few more days to ponder what I’m going to write next. I’ll enjoy listening to Westaway. This coming week, I’ll work on lowering my cholesterol. And I’ll ponder on what I will do for exercise for the winter.