Things I worked on since the last update:
- "Mirror" chapter 14: 183 (finished at 1033 words)
- "Magic" chapter 1: 1078
- "Magic" chapter 2: 654
What am I working on?
The "Mirror" and "Magic" projects above aren't the actual names of the books, as a quick reminder. Titles are often my weakest and least-favorite thing to think up, so these are just vague placeholders. The two stories deal with the same characters, plot, setting; only way the were intended to differ was the linear vs. nonlinear storytelling. As I slowly go along in "Magic," it's turning out to be, essentially, a rewrite of "Mirror."
How do I feel about the process?
I'm feeling a little bit frustrated with myself because the nonlinear storytelling of "Mirror" wasn't supposed to be present with "Magic." Oh well, I'm liking this rendition of the retelling a little bit more so far, but I'm only two chapters in. It's too early to tell if it'll actually a more-readable experience than "Mirror," since it's only two chapters in. Worst-case scenario is that I rewrite the rewrite. Anything about writing, however, I'm totally okay with and I know I will enjoy.
What am I reading?
Sadly, I had to put down The Gunslinger. It's made me realize that, as of how things are right now, I prefer to read and write for the young adult audience. The writing was great, and the course of the plot pulled me in -- but the subject matter was too "adult" for me. I appreciate the lesson it taught me in what my boundaries are as a writer.
I finished reading all the other books listed before. I also finished reading The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. Some nice insight, but to be honest, my mother had me follow similar cleanup habits growing up. And, in my quest for finding books about writing, I found Write Your Novel From the Middle by James Scott Bell. Very fun and very interesting advice.
Now I'm reading Eragon by Christopher Paolini because my friend is upset that I haven't read it and threw a copy on my lap. I'm also reading Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynne Truss, and now I understand why my English teacher in 9th grade suggested that I read it. I've never empathized and identified so much with a nonfiction book before. And finally, I'm reading Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, and I'm shocked that I was able to pick up a copy for fifty cents at the library in such nice condition.
What else am I doing?
The job search continues. Still no luck so far.