The plan is to retype \”Bleak\”, so I have a digital copy to edit in the future. The bigger part of this plan is to reacquaint myself with this 5 year old story to chose my main characters for the 2015 NaNoWriMo starting November 1st. Great idea, but November 1st is getting closer every dayContinue reading “The Plan … Best Laid of Course”
Author Archives: Wendy Crafton
NaNoWriMo2015 is Coming!
If you\’ve read this blog, then you know I attempted to write a novel in the 2010 NaNoWriMo contest and won. I wrote a novel of just over 50,000 words titled \”Bleak.\” Since that time, I\’ve done little to further this wonderful novel. I still adore it and feel as passionately about the book asContinue reading “NaNoWriMo2015 is Coming!”
Back to the Beginning
It\’s been 2 and 1/2 years since I posted here. It\’s been about that long since I\’ve reviewed my story. I finally pulled it out of storage. It looks the same: 150 pages of 50,000 words, chapters separated with clips, post-it notes of green and yellow peeking from the sides. I don\’t remember what theContinue reading “Back to the Beginning”
A Package with My Name on It
I recently watched an unauthorized biography of how Harry Potter came to be. I am sure there were embellishments throughout the movie but the core of the movie was simple.Writing was part of her life from the time she could pick up a crayon but it took a back seat to \”life\” and \”conformity\” thatContinue reading “A Package with My Name on It”
November Waits
November waits in the shadows just 3 short months away. Why do I mention it? November brings me to one year since completing the draft of \”Bleak\” and it also brings me to another \”NaNoWriMo\” just waiting to take over my life. I\’m feeling the pressure to get this manuscript into shape. I\’m feeling the needContinue reading “November Waits”
Missing
I miss my story. I miss the characters and their lives. I miss being wrapped up in the \”what ifs\” and \”what nows\” of every movement. I miss word counting and page numbering. I feel like they\’ve taken on lives of their own and gone on without me. If I met them today, I\’d hardlyContinue reading “Missing”