The reason I once started writing was simply because I could never finish anything. I hated it about myself, that I could start with a thousand new things but never finish one. I would start a story and stop midway. I would start a drawing and thorw it away because the eyes weren't working out the way I wanted to. I would suddenly be interested in making jewellry but then give it all up because I didn't have the patience for it. I still suffer from that small personality flaw, even though the exercise of writing a book did undo most of it.
I had promised myself that I would send in the manuscript (because technically, that's what it is since it has never been published) before my 21st birthday but then I went to the University and started studying Law. Bye bye free time. Bye bye discipline to read and write during the weeks. As I've said, it has been eight years since I have started writing this little booklet and about three versions of each chapter. All I need to do now is check for any inconsistencies and correct them.
In order to prevent myself from once again not finishing I have set myself a date. I will send in my manuscript the 5th of September, a day before the academic year starts once again. This means that I will have nine weeks (minus work and holiday) to edit 30 chapters. That comes down to 129 pages of removing inconsistencies, small mistakes, and rewriting certain parts.
There is one little advantage, on the 13th of March I visited a small café with my laptop. I ordered a coffee and edited chapter 1. That means that for today, chapter 2 is on the menu.
And I am so ready to take a bite!
I know exactly what you're talking about. I have about three manuscripts on the go at the moment. I'm heading back to varsity on Monday though, so I don't know when I'm going to work on them!
ReplyDeleteI think I'm just going to dedicate an hour a day to working and completing it. If I can get into the habit hopefully it will come more easily.
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