Before we get to the quote we’re going to do today because I couldn’t think of anything else to write about, I’d like to welcome Magic of Ice Cream as my latest subscriber! Thanks for reading, and now I’ll get to look forward to reading your stuff, too!
And now, a quote:
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean.”– Robert Louis Stevenson
Preach it, brother. I felt the brunt of this conundrum with March’s novel especially; it seemed that I had the story fully in my mind, but when it came to putting it down into words, it wasn’t particularly working as well. And that is the trick with so much of my writing; being able to take all those ideas and thoughts and visual in my head and put it into words rather than just have them floating about in my imagination. There’s another catch, too. Not only do I want to put it into words, but I want to put it into words well. It’s one thing to be able to tell a story. But to tell a story in a beautiful, poetic, and profound way seems to be the root of being an exceptional author.
I feel I’m doing exceptionally well with April’s novel in this respect, though. It’s off to a really good start and the prologue is developing exactly as I’d like it to. That is such a rare treat that I’m feeling really confident with this month’s novel. Plus, I made the page count for March’s book; I’m back on track!
But now, I must leave it there, as I have a certain Siamese demanding my attention very vocally. And the cats must be obeyed.