I'm on a roll

Lately I've been feeling a bit of guilt for not thinking more about my book, Imazia. (The title is still a work in progress, but Imazia is my fantasy country, where a majority of the story takes place. Just so those who didn't know, know now. ^,~)

Uh, maybe I should rephrase that. I think about my story almost all the time. When I'm not thinking about anything else, that is. Like, this story idea is the reason I became a writer. I never had any ideas or thoughts of becoming an author until this story popped itself into my head. I don't have any other pet projects to fall back on. This is my baby. (But wait, I do have plenty of ideas for other stories. Fragments of plots, funny characters. But nothing that makes me as passionate as Imazia does.)

I love my story, and my family does too. But I think I have a kind of love-hate relationship with writing. I love getting inspired and writing lots of new parts and material, but I hate the problems I can't solve at the moment and have to leave for later. I also hate going back and editing, which I put on myself because I'm such a perfectionist. I mean, I don't even have a whole manuscript, for goodness sakes! Why do I keep rewriting myself? Luckily I have most of the story planned out; I just have a problem with putting it into enjoyably expressive text.

Well anyway, it seems my hate relationship is kind of over, because I've recently gotten back to sitting and working for a good amount of time! I haven't done that for many weeks, even months! To keep track of the original stuff I write, I leave the old parts that don't need changing text in black and turn the new, fresh text I write just then into pink. Even sentences, or added or changed words. With the help of the wordcount tool, I found that I wrote just around a thousand words, just today! Like, I was working with an old chapter that I've definitely wanted to change for a while. I took out a whole chunk of paragraphs and replaced them with better ones.

Ooh, it feels so satisfying to cure a story like that, disecting it and padding it up again. And if I do say so myself, I think I did a good job of it. ^_^

I haven't shown it to anyone yet. Not even Annette, who always used to read everything new I wrote. Gee, I haven't let her read anything in such a long time... I guess I'm a little embarrassed of my story still. I want to impress her and not let her find anything wrong with it. Not because she does find things wrong with my writing, just because I'm a perfectionist. *_*

Yeah. I just wanted to share how well my writing was doing. I hope this streak continues. Cross your fingers for me!