Houston in September

Good day to those of you following my blog. The contest I was participating in wrapped up a couple of days ago and I'm still adding tiny revisions (missed words, unclear phrases, POV corrections) to the overall work.

As I rushed to finish the final work, I ended up presenting something I know was unprofessional, unpolished and not really something I'm proud of. So I'm working to correct that as well as moving on to a new piece of writing, and a new contest. 

You can follow the process, and my progress if you wish. You'll see the rough draft, the outline and so forth being built from scratch. You'll get to witness (just like you did with Houston in September) how the work went from a bare-bones snowflake type of story to one that got some traction and became a better story. 

I'm still kind of annoyed how poof the mystery in the story was answered, and I want to fix that. 

I hope in showing my horrible writing, my crappy mix-ups and the errors I've made, that it inspires others to dust off their writing ideas from the past and put them to page. I didn't write for many years, never thought my work was good enough to see the light of day, and in many ways, it still isn't, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't keep writing. 

I have this cheesy notebook I bought, it has this motivational saying that says "Step off the edge, build your wings on the way down." In essence, what you're reading here, seeing is my leap out into the unknown of self-publishing.

And I finished a book gosh darn it. Never done that before. I'd like to thank booknet for helping me do that. I don't think I would have been able to without its existence. Wouldn't have even dared to try. 

Cheers, 

S.