a little note to my writer-self
Remember this conversation I had a few weeks ago with my crit partner? Well I have to face her and the others tonight. In the last six days, I’ve not discovered more about Krums or Sophi or their stories. This is because I’ve not listened for them or written or sketched or jotted or anything. I can’t pinpoint exactly why, but I think I need to figure it out before I have to face my writing group tonight. I’m afraid Ruth’s sinister approach to my writing life may be contagious.
Here is what I started in my notebook —
One week since I’ve worked on this story. It’s not even that I’ve not had time, more like I’ve not taken the time. It’s hard. No, not whining, just stating a fact. It’s hard and I’m not sure what I’m doing and I wonder if I’m wasting my time.
So at some point I have to decide if it’s a story worth writing. Is it a story I need to tell? Is it a story that matters? Who will read it and will it make a difference?
If it is worth it, then I know I can finish. I’ll stick with it and find my way through. If it’s not, then what? Clean the house? Watch TV? Twiddle my thumbs?
I think the more pertinent questions are:
- Why does Krums’ story matter?
Why does Soph’s story matter?
- What do I want to know or understand about the way families work?
- What do I want to learn about relationships?
- Why are Krums and Sophia important to each other?
- Why do I need to tell this story?