Ever since I fixed my novel and it's no longer left with a GAPING plot hole that I'm sure a meteor could have flown through easily, I have been rewriting and writing like crazy. A friend of mine and myself decided that we've had enough of the rejection letters and the long drawn out wait to even find a literary agent.
Together, we've decided that we're going to just WRITE our novels and then we'll trade the novels in chunks and slowly edit them between themselves. Then we're going to go through the self publishing route. After all, Jennifer Armintrout, my super amazing author friend SWEARS by this route because your book remains YOUR property.
Or something like that. Maybe I'll have to ask her again. Get some more info.
Maybe the next time I'm able to get to her Writer's Group.
Meanwhile, maybe I will try to share one of my fanfiction pieces. Because my obsession with the Mortal Instruments only grows now that I have finished the final book. All I want is Alec and Magnus to be happy ... or at least I wish that Alec was MINE. (Oh yeah, Ashy. I said it. Alec is mine. Deal with it)
True to form, I have absolutely no idea what I'm really writing about tonight. It's something that kind of bothers me. Maybe one day when I have my head screwed on straight, I'll be able to actually come up with some sort of idea to post weekly here. Am I right?
Granted, I WAS just telling a dear friend of mine from Barnes & Noble that in my world, I have no deadlines, due dates, or scary things. I live on a cloud. And all the clouds are made of cotton candy and it rains chocolate. The trees are made of cupcakes and the leaves that fall from the trees are rainbow sprinkles. Bunnies, unicorns, and all things fuzzy are the co-habitants of this world and everything is happy. All the time.
How could you NOT want to live in a world filled with these little guys?
The real world is a scary place. In my head ... my world is WAY better. *laughs*
I think that's why I feel like I really connect with the main character in the novel I am currently reading.
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
It tells the story of a young girl named Cath who ... is starting college with her twin sister Wren. Wren doesn't want to be her sister's roommate. She wants to be her own person. And Cath? She's nervous and anxious and scared (all of the above are different feelings. Trust me). Her roommate, Reagan is kind of anti-Cath and she has a boyfriend who's around ALL the time. She hasn't even had the courage to face the cafeteria. And her sister ... is nowhere to be found when Cath needs her. She just feels ... alone. So she retreats to a book obsession and a book world where everything makes sense to her. Fanfiction, forums, and writing are her escape. But ... soon ... as we all do, Cath is going to have to face the real world and step away from the fandom and look towards her future.
I'm aware that we can't live in a happy, fuzzy bunny world all the time. I am very well aware of this fact.
But the world we live in isn't easy. The lights are dulled and the air feels cold; the sky is unwelcoming and people are unfriendly. It's loud and dark and harsh.
But there is a light we CAN grab onto. God gave me a gift when he gave me a good family, an amazing circle of friends, and of course ... my books and imagination. Without these things, I'm sure I wouldn't have survived my OWN experiences in college. Both at Kalamazoo Valley and at Cornerstone.
I wish that I could say that one day I stood up and said 'No more hiding', but that isn't true.
And because I know myself ... I know that that will never happen. A part of me will always be caught in two different places. One foot in someplace where I can disappear to in my own head (my writing world) and the other foot in reality that I HAVE to face on a daily basis. And ... that's okay.
Whoa did that get intense. Thanks for hanging onto the ride there.
Maybe that's just the mood I'm in. I don't know.
Well, my store is closing so I've got to take off. I'll try to write you again soon. Don't cry. Don't sniffle. Don't be sad. I promise that I won't sound so .... depressing next time.
Be Open, Be Loving, Be Yourself
Taryn
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