I wish I could put into words the way writing makes me feel…

So, as many of you know, I have started a book, and, ironically, I am having trouble finding the words to explain the way it has changed me.  If I am going to be a better writer though, I have no choice but to try.

Let me start by saying that I am still very nervous about my book.  I am scared it isn’t good enough to get published, I am scared that I don’t have the will to see it through to fruition, and I worry that even if all that happens, it won’t be successful.  That being said, I am happier than I have been in a long time.

I constantly have book ideas floating in my head.  I want to keep my story fresh and new, but at the same time I know it needs to have a familar vibe to survive in today’s market.  I have a pad and pen in my purse, on my nightstand, next to the couch, and on the refrigerator.  When I imagine a conversation between my characters, I have to write it down so I don’t forget it!  I want them to seem likeable, and I they are always on my mind.

I am up late at night, not playing video games or watching TV, but writing stories!  For the first time in my life, I am able to focus the majority of my personal time on one thing.  I have always been a jack of all trades because I never liked one thing enough to see it through, but writing is different.  It somehow makes me feel like what I am doing matters.

And, it kind of does…. I definitely have a freaky need to see my name on a published book now.  I think it will probably be pink.  lol I winder if I have any say in that. 🙂