Writerly (Rye-ter-lee) adj. : Of or relating to something that makes one want to dash off and write a story/and or reminds one of something they saw in a book. Example: The antique store, with its tall shelves crammed with unique trinkets and baubles, had a writerly atmosphere that the girl recognized as soon as her foot crossed the threshhold.

Friday, December 21, 2012

Coffee on a Snowy Day

Hello again, dear friends!

It's been so long, you must think I've quite forgotten I even had a blog!

I've been incredibly busy with school, sports, family life, chores, Christmas preparations, school, and oh, yes, school. Between it all, I've had little time to read any great books, and even less to write mine, like I dutifully promised.

I am now seventeen years old, which is a bitter sweet milestone for me. I had hoped and dreamed to be finished with the first draft of my book at this age, but alas, it is not to be. I have not put in the time to finish it yet.

Book update: I am about a third of the way through writing the first book. It is a slow process, friends, but I can't say I've been completely faithful and diligent in its writing.

Anyway, I did not write this post to bemoan the wonderful book I should have written by now, but to celebrate a little accomplishment: I worked on my book today!

Yes, yes I did. Did I write a whole chapter and figure out all my characters? Hardly.

But it was SO fun.

I went with my dear friend Caitlin to McDonalds (because, you know, it's where are the hipsters go) and we had coffee. We both worked on our books for a good two-and-a-half hours. It was a grey-sky kind of day, with a bitter, biting wind and occasional flurries of snow. A perfect day for a cozy peacoat, a blue scarf, boots, my book, delicious coffee (if you haven't tried their caramel mocha, you have not yet lived), and the company of a good friend.

I realized how ridiculously complicated my book is...and how much I like that. I like all the depth it has, even if it would take 24 hours to explain all the facets and subplots of my book.

Mainly, today, I just typed up what I already had written. But, progress is being made, friends! And some day, this crazy, half-mad, complicated, lovely, daring, exhilarating story in my mind will make its way onto paper and into your eagerly awaiting hands.

Until then, I will celebrate every little moment in its progress. Today, it was typing. Tomorrow? Who knows. I am suddenly loving my book all over again--and I don't mean that in a haughty, prideful, or pompous way. I just love this tale of adventure and love and courage and hope...and I'm hoping some day, you will too.

One coffee date at a time, this book will get done! Carpe diem!







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