What do they say – there’s nothing new under the sun?
When it comes to stories, I’m sure they’re right. After all, humanity has been around for thousands and thousands of years. In that time, countless stories have been told. There can hardly be any new story left that hasn’t already been recounted.
Over the last few weeks, I’ve posted about the goals I’ve managed to achieve. I’ve published my third picture book, Bella and the Blue Genie, and I’ve completed a first draft of my new comedy / fantasy / adventure / satire / romance novel. I’m really proud to have achieved those goals. I’m excited. I’m ecstatic.
Writing is a career, right? That’s what people often say. Sitting down at a computer to force out a series of words/a bunch of sentences/a collection of paragraphs/a succession of chapters/an entire novel is pretty much the same as going into an office, or any other work site, and doing whatever your job is supposed to be.
To some degree, that’s right. Any serious writer definitely needs to view the time they spend writing as equivalent to any other substantive money-making activity, rather than some sort of frivolous, spare time activity. How else are you going to be able to make yourself into a success?
Last week, I was pleased to announce the achievement of one of my major goals for the year (and for the last two years before that) with the release of my new picture book, Bella and the Blue Genie. In all the excitement about that long-overdue release, another significant achievement has fallen off the radar. Which is why the purpose of this post is to rectify that. Because it’s barely May and I’ve managed to achieve another of the milestones I set for myself at the beginning of the year. I’ve just completed a first draft of my new novel.
