I love being a writer. I write and write and revise and revise (and revise and revise). And just when I think I’ve revised the ever-loving-bejeeezus out of my manuscript, and can’t possibly do any more revisions, I get a brilliant idea about how to make it even better.
Then, after I implement all those wonderful ideas, it seems like, YES! Finally! My brain can take a break! Come up for air! Take a shower! Feed my kids something other than frozen pizza! Remember what my husband looks like!
NO! Brain shouts, and slaps me around a little for being so naïve. (It’s quite violent, my brain)You may not stop! You must go and write down this whole new idea I have given you! And the vicious cycle begins again. Which would explain why I’m writing this on Thursday, and not Monday as usual. The New Story Monster has taken over my brain, and no matter how hard I try, he won’t let me escape from his blood-thirsty jaws.
The craziest thing about it?
I LIKE IT!
This is my favorite part of the writing process. The part where you can’t remember whether or not you fed the dog because all you can think about are the characters in your head. The part where you wake up at four in the morning, grab the notebook off your nightstand, scribble down something completely illegible, and roll around for an hour trying to go back to sleep. It’s insane and exhausting, but I love it. It’s how I know I’ve got something worth writing about.
So…that’s where I’ve been this week. Now that you all know exactly how crazy I am, (please hold off on sending me to the asylum until AFTER I finish my rough draft, please) onto my weekly business of sharing way too much personal info with all of you.
My progress last week: -2 pounds (as of Monday)
My total progress: -11 pounds
Woohoo! I’ve passed the halfway mark! 11 pounds in 6 weeks…I am filing this under, “Hey, not bad.” I’ve also decided that I hate weighing in on Mondays, so gonna get CrAzY and switch it to Friday. That way I can eat in peace over the weekend and still have five days to work it off.
And now? MORE COFFEE! The New Story Monster woke me up at 4 am (not to be confused with the other two monsters that live with me and were birthed of my loins).









