I’ve been working on a novella over the last couple of weeks. This one is inspired by a real life conversation and a sub call, and I’m enjoying the holy hell out of it. It needs work, of course, but I’m almost done with that first draft.
Life has been getting in the way of completing it. Lots of stuff going on. Every time I think I’m going to get those last few thousand words on the page, something happens to interrupt me. A snow storm and shoveling, or rescuing a cat from the cold and giving her a home (probably…still trying to find if she has owners), or just a really bad day when I’m not in the headspace to write the happily ever after. And because it was originally for a sub call, it’s got a word limit. There’s too much story left to tell to fit into that, but once I’ve got the story on the page, I’ll see if things need to be cut, or if instead it needs to be something bigger. At any rate, it’s almost done, just a few scenes left to write, and my tentative goal is to finally finish it this week.
You know I’m a combination writer. Loose plot accompanied by letting the story take over and go where it will. When I started writing this one, I clearly knew the beginning and the end. And a few small bits in the middle. But as the story progressed, I clearly saw the whole thing, and I wrote my notes as such. So I know with certainty what the meat is for the final four scenes. I just need to get them on the page.
I’m anxious to get it done. But I’m anxious about it being finished as well. There’s going to be a great deal of work to polish and shape it, I know it, and the work is a bit intimidating. But I love Ben and Zack, and I love their story. So I will put in the work and see what the story looks like when I’m done.