Time is flying by so fast. I was warned when I was 18. My boss said... before you know it, you are going to be 62 and wondering where the time went. My 18 year old self had the nerve to say to him: Oh Gus, you don't know what you are talking about. I'm close to 62..... and where did the time go?
It's just about February and January zipped by so fast I hardly noticed it.
I keep telling myself, I'll write tomorrow night and something gets in my way. The stories are floating through my head and they have to get down on paper.
I did some writing over the weekend and today. I am getting closer to completing my 3rd book and as I am looking at it I realize that I have to put it in order. I am a fly by the seat of my pants writer. I think of something for the story and I write it down. Then I put the story in order. Is it a little confusing sometimes but it works for me.
I need to write the words to get them out of my head. If I wait too long, I lose the snap I had with the first draft in my head.
God bless those writers that have everything in order.... every chapter synopsis.... I admire that. But it does not seem to work for me.
So I am taking my time, enjoying the trip and writing at my own pace. I love my journey no matter how much time it takes.
Talk to you all soon!!