I am trying to write a book. I know, stupid. I haven’t told anyone because I know they’ll all think I am being an idiot.
I am not a writer.
I don’t even know how people become writers. I just know that I always have stories in my head, to me they are amazing stories, I love them. They are stories that I wish were books so I could read them.
Sometimes I think i’ll write them just so I can read them. They eventually fade from my brain, to be replaced by other stories, and I miss the ones I can no longer remember clearly. If they were written down I wouldn’t have to worry about no longer remembering them.
I started a book years ago, I got to chapter 8 and got stuck. My character, to this day is trapped in a parking lot and I can’t get her out. I feel a little bad for her…
Lately I have had two stories in my head, they won’t go away, I don’t really want them to because I really like both of them, and I keep thinking, if ever I was going to write something why not write one of these two stories. They’d both be perfect!
Not like either story would go anywhere, ever be published, ever turn in to anything good enough for others to see but still, I can’t quite bring myself to really commit to writing either of them down.
I tried. I started story boarding one of them earlier this evening and got completely stuck. That story is already fading a bit and I’m having trouble remembering how I had started it, having trouble getting it typed.
When I tell people the stories, whether in detail or rough ideas they like them, but telling a story outline to someone and writing a book, two completely different things. One is easy. The other requires a talent I do not have.
I don’t know why I am writing about this here, it has nothing to do with my weight loss journey, it is just on my mind and this is the only place I can vent about it…