Slowly getting there

I had a bit of a mind block for a while - I'm still trying to tell myself that the first draft doesn't have to be perfect. But am now consistantly writing 100 words a day on it, today I plan to up that to 200 a day, then once I hit 1000 words, up to 500 words a day.

I also confess I started another fanfiction story - this one about CSI miami, and the last one about CSI new york. The newest one however I have forced myself to apply no minimum word limit on, so I only work on it when I have finished the quota for the other two. Its refreshing working on something I'm not as focused on about being completely perfect. I'm not sure about ridding my writing of fanfiction completely but I definately intend to up my word output for my original story to at least 1000 words a day, preferably at least 2000 words a day, even if it means I have to downsize my output for the fanfiction.



Heres a clip of my CSI miami fanfiction, I might post the whole thing on here once I finish a chapter:




Ryan Wolfe was at times a ridiculously precise individual and that could make him a easy man to hate. There were two tactics you could take with him. You could either hold his fixated nature against him and allow yourself to get riled up when he told you that you weren't following some small procedure that was in the rule book that no one ever followed, double checked your work, or completely blanked you because he was focused on chasing down a trail of evidence including forgetting to call you if it was your case too. Or you could take the other road, the one Calleigh had forced herself to take. Which was to look at the rest of him as well and see the sweet funny side of their youngest team member that some people never took the time to find out, as well as to see the quirks as just that, quirks that just made up another endearing side to his personality.

Though that wasn't to say that sometimes she didn't view him as one of the most annoying and frustrating people she had ever met.

In the beginning there was

An idea and a scarily poor amount of motivation to follow it through. Well, actually I think I have the motivation, its just the focus I tend to lack. Plus the looming fear that I'm going to screw it up doesn't really help.

I am yet another young idealistic person who wants to author a novel. I have outlined it, and written a total of 175 words. Then I decide to stop and write a blog - you see my problem?

I also practice my writing on projects less close to my heart such as fanfiction. The fanfiction I'm currently writing is 40, 857 words long and I'm still quite early on in the middle of the plot - that gives me hope. The fact I have yet to completly finish a fanfiction story fills me with dread, but I guess with the good has to come the bad.

Well, I will see how it goes and am aiming for a bare minimum of 50,000 words. Of course, then I have to worry about it being any good, but I think I just have to take this one thing at a time.