I feel very optimistic today, well rested, and ready for my boys to head off to school so I can get busy writing.
I was exhausted yesterday. I slept late, took two naps, didn't do any laundry at all (my typical Sunday activity), and watched "Easy A" twice - one of the best teen movies ever. Warning about "The Kids are All Right" - maybe screen it before you let your teens watch it - lots of unexpected varieties of explicit sexual behavior in this one. And I didn't like the ending. Otherwise, it was very good. I liked how the women didn't wear any trace of makeup and showed all their wrinkles. I suppose that's what the director thought lesbians look like - tired moms look the same.
On Saturday, I finished my second book. I wanted to scream it to everyone, I was so excited. Then I felt a little let down, like it wasn't as exciting as it should be. My kids were more excited about the festival and my husband wasn't that convincing about how awesome he thought that achievement was.
So I scream it to you - to anyone out there: I FINISHED MY SECOND BOOK! I WROTE IT IN LESS THAN EIGHT WEEKS! AND I LOVE IT! I AM SO EXCITED!
No, that still didn't make me feel fantastic about it. Maybe my next story will be about an unpublished writer who writes novels, feels overwhelmingly happy for a fleeting moment, and then feels let down again, which motivates her to write more....
So today I will write more and will edit what I've already written so I feel happy about it. On Saturday, I also wrote the first story in a short story collection I want to do next.
As I think I mentioned previously, I am going to take on a literary technique a week, read some awesome short stories, and try to apply that technique to this new set of short stories. If anything interesting comes of it, I will post it here....