Progress

        So first let me say that the missing notebook was found.It was not found by me, but it was found and that's all that matters. I tried to recreate what I thought I had written in the "misplaced" notebook in it's absence. So when it was found I wasn't sure if I should  read it or not. After all what if my re-creation was better, what if I changed the story so much that I couldn't use anything I had previously written. So it took me a full day to open the notebook and read what I had written, if for no other reason than it would bug me until I did. Not to pat myself on the back and I know that I was the author of the words and the narrator of the story, but I was impressed with the parts of the story that were before me. It wasn't much different than what I recreated and I was able to merge the two together. So alas I can stop looking for the "misplaced" notebook and get on to making progress.
       I told myself when I started writing again I would devote at least an hour a day to my unfinished masterpiece.As much as I wish that was a possibility, it just isn't. Not because I don't want it, trust me I do. There are so many other things that take up my precious hours each day. I won't give a laundry list here, but trust me my day is full of things that can't be brushed aside so I can write to my hearts content. So I made a deal with myself, I will write when I can for as long as I can. Some days I will be able to make more time than other days. There will be no set limit, but there will also not be any angst on my part if I can't find time every single day. A deadline has been set and I will work to the best of  my ability to meet that deadline. Each time I sit down I add more pages to my story and I know eventually it will be finished. It will be bittersweet for me when that day comes.
        For now I am satisfied with the progress!

Getting Started

        I spent Friday reviewing what I had written over the past few years. The idea I have in my head of what the book will be about is what I had been writing. I would have thought that after all of these years the story would be somewhat different. That doesn't seem to be the case so far. After I got all of my errands and chores done yesterday I picked up where I left off the day before. There is something about writing that takes me to a different place in my mind. I can tune everything out and just focus on the story I am trying to create. There is something so wonderful in creating a story from nothing and shaping and molding it into what you want it to be. Even if I never publish my book, I will be satisfied knowing that I finished something I have wanted to for a long time.
        The hope of course is that one day I will be a published author, but I am taking this one step at a time. The story I am writing is burned into my brain and right know I can't type fast enough to get it all out. At night I wake up with the characters and their monologue in my head. Sometimes I just feel as though I should get up and put it down so as not to forget. Thinking about the time it takes to get out of bad and getting the computer up and running keeps me from doing it. That and knowing that I won't be able to stop at just what I want to get down. Luckily for me it's still there when I finally do sit down. My hope is that I will continue to progress like this and not hit a wall. We'll see!

Notebook

        I have a notebook that for the past few years I would write in now and again. When I decided a few weeks ago to start working on my book again, I pulled out said notebook because I knew that I had at least 3 chapters written in it.  Since that time I have apparently misplaced the notebook (I say misplaced because it sounds better than lost). I have been frantically searching the house for the past few days in search of it. I have even gotten the kids involved in the search. So far the notebook is still misplaced.
       
        It's not as though I really need the words written in that notebook to get started on writing again. It's not even as though whatever was written in there was so marvelous and wonderful that I can't rewrite it or leave it out altogether. But I want to find that notebook for the sake of finding it. For now at least I have decided to stop looking for it and just write as though I had never written anything in that "misplaced" notebook.

My start to finishing

    Obviously I am starting a blog. I am new to blogging, however I have always had a passion for writing. I currently have a book partially written and I have given myself a deadline to finish it. So why may you ask am I blogging instead of working on my book? Well, my original idea is to blog about my progress as I work to finish my book. It will be a way of mentally keeping me on task so to speak. Although I plan to blog about my progress, I reserve the right to blog about any thing.
   
    I am getting ready to spend my spare time during the summer months finishing what I started many years ago. I am excited to finish and scared to begin ( in a matter of speaking). My deadline is the 2nd of September, right before the kids go back to school and life picks up again. I have already set my deadline, spoke with hubby and the kids letting them know what I expect during these few months and subscribed to a writing  magazine. I am focused and ready to get this book finished.

Ready, set, here I go!