Novel Writers Anonymous
Sep. 2nd, 2009 12:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
osprey_archerOh Facebook, how I loathe it; all my friends have gone back to college and now I not only have to know that they're having fun, I am forced to ponder the photographic evidence of said amusement.
You could just look away, you say; and of course I could; but I have three more weeks before I leave and many empty hours to fill.
I love this season of the year - the weather, the cicadas, the fact that the temperature is right for both ice cream and hot chocolate; but this yearly college exodus is draining.
However! Today I walked over to my old elementary school to chat with my fifth grade teacher, and mentioned that I am now a Fully Accredited Tutor, just in case she needs help grading or anything. We'll see if anything comes of that.
We also discussed the novel I wrote when I was sixteen, which was the Worst Novel Ever (it was a teen novel. I hated and still hate teen novels, and was applying "write what you know" in exactly the wrong way) and I stumbled on a brilliant idea: why not try writing another novel? A children's novel, using the same setting and most of the same characters, except younger and a little more fleshed out? I've already got acres of backstory (even a map if I can find it!) and I actually like children's books, and read a lot of them, and remember being eleven well and with fondness.
Which is odd, given that eleven was the year I had almost no friends. But (and this is what the professionals never tell you about being out of touch with your feelings) I wasn't aware that I minded.
But anyway! If you need me I will be Plotting. I think there should be buried treasure involved.
You could just look away, you say; and of course I could; but I have three more weeks before I leave and many empty hours to fill.
I love this season of the year - the weather, the cicadas, the fact that the temperature is right for both ice cream and hot chocolate; but this yearly college exodus is draining.
However! Today I walked over to my old elementary school to chat with my fifth grade teacher, and mentioned that I am now a Fully Accredited Tutor, just in case she needs help grading or anything. We'll see if anything comes of that.
We also discussed the novel I wrote when I was sixteen, which was the Worst Novel Ever (it was a teen novel. I hated and still hate teen novels, and was applying "write what you know" in exactly the wrong way) and I stumbled on a brilliant idea: why not try writing another novel? A children's novel, using the same setting and most of the same characters, except younger and a little more fleshed out? I've already got acres of backstory (even a map if I can find it!) and I actually like children's books, and read a lot of them, and remember being eleven well and with fondness.
Which is odd, given that eleven was the year I had almost no friends. But (and this is what the professionals never tell you about being out of touch with your feelings) I wasn't aware that I minded.
But anyway! If you need me I will be Plotting. I think there should be buried treasure involved.
