Something's happening. I'm so close to figuring it all out. It's like I'm standing at the edge of a cliff, staring into an abyss that no one I know has ever gone over before. It's scary, it's exciting, and a little mind-numbing. I won't lie--half the time I'm walking around on auto-pilot. My mind is...elsewhere. I'm on a mission.
I have to say that I do like the gushing people do over my writing, now. I go to the group meetings and expect to be ripped and have considerable improvements suggested. That is just not happening any more. They said this week they expect to be blown away from here on out. What's worse is that I am 100% confident I can deliver. I don't even think twice about it. Is that cocky? Is that a bad thing? I don't know.
Continual improvement is key. I love challenges, I crave them. But what if I truly become masterful with this? What if I accomplish my life-long dream? Complete the mission? I know I won't stop. I love it too much.
But something is missing. And I know exactly what that something is. I see it around me all day, every day. I think I know why I like that whole super hero thing so much. Some of the things I am capable of doing, other people just can't. It makes me different, and my upbringing and experiences have created a person who is well-liked an respected, but not understood very well by others. It sets me apart. Sometimes, I hate it. But it also gives me a sense of confidence--I can do things other people can't, and it's my little secret. You should see the looks on people's face when I mention that I write. I show them a chapter or something.
And then they stare at me with a whole new look on their faces. I would say probably a month after my divorce went final my paradigm shifted and something went off in my mind as it pertains to my writing. I sat down to work and I found my voice. I am able to get people who hate sci-fi to find themselves unable to stop reading my sci-fi tale.
"Are you coming this week?"
"Are you bringing more?"
"Can I pick your brain?"
"What's next? I have to know."
"What else have you written? We want to know."
If I can pull this trick with agents and editors, I will be set. That time is coming, soon. Miss Rayne, she tells me things as they happen. I write them down. Yes, the book is finished and the plot is the same. But I've layered it with character development and subplots that really add spice. I have no clue where I come up with any of this stuff. It just comes to me. I write it down.
Like when I went for my pee test for work, i had a vision of how to tie "Seed" together, which is something I'll work on after I get the EM series, the No Rest for the Wicked series, SUTR and the Hungry One done. Hey, maybe they'll even let me do Death Rally if I can sell. But anyway, that's enough dreaming for now. I have to go kill my MC and then resurrect her. :-)
