I’ve been on a tear for the past few days, writing madly. On Thursday, I wrote 3000 words. That is almost unprecedented for me. (I think the most I ever wrote in a day was 5000 for fiction, a bit more for nonfiction back when I was madly trying to finish my thesis.) I’m not entirely sure what precipitated this, but I have some ideas. First, I’ve decided to enter a writing contest this May. This is a Big Deal for me, as I don’t like sharing my writing with people (beyond what I write on this blog). I’ve also been trying to take writing more seriously this year. Before it was just a hobby, something I stuffed into what little spare time I had. But if I want to go somewhere with it, I think I had better start taking it seriously, and the first step to taking it seriously is writing every day. One area in which I am fortunate is I don’t suffer from lack of ideas. I have so many book ideas that I have trouble settling on just one to write about!
Which brings me to my next point: what I’m currently working on. When I was eighteen years old, I started working on a novel. Though the story has undergone many changes since, the basic premise remains the same. This book is important to me because its characters just won’t leave me alone. As I said, I have loads of other ideas for books, but whenever I try to work on them, I always come back to this one. Alex, Jon, Isabel, Naomi – they may be very different people, but one thing they have in common is they can be quite demanding. I’d like to finish this book once and for all, then publish it.
Though this means I haven’t done much work on Afrikaans, that’s okay with me. Writing is just as important to me as language learning.