Nanowrimo is just around the corner and as I work to prepare myself for the event, I’m finding myself at a lost. I’ve stopped writing for well over two years. I was near the end of my second novel when I just stopped and I’ve used every excuse in the book to justify this.
The fact of the matter is that I’ve stopped because of myself and nothing more. I’ve said it had to do with work, I’ve said it had to do with school. However, all of it has to do with me. I’m worried it’s not good enough.
My first book was not some large success like I hoped it would be, but I forgot the reason I wrote it. Me. I wrote the book because the characters were in my head, because the story is one I love. The fact anyone can enjoy the story with me is great, I want the world to enjoy it. I want the world to love the story like I do but it shouldn’t be my only basis for writing.
My basis for writing should always be me and nothing more.
So, with Nanowrimo around the corner I need to make a decision of whether I write the second novel in the EMPIRE series, or if I write the fantasy novel that is floating around in my head.
I have time to think about it, and I’ll continue to think about it over the month of October. Come November 1, I am going to put pen to paper and and see what comes out.
