I WANT TO WRITE, BUT HOW DO I START?

I want to write, but how do I start? That was one of the first questions I asked myself when I decided to reconnect with my passion for writing. Well, I personally don't think there's a right way or a wrong way (excluding grammar and other technical stuff like that of course). You have to find what makes sense for you or what works for you.

1. You have to document your ideas. I write mine down and then later on type it in the computer, tweaking it where i see fit.
2. Don't worry if your ideas are different. My writing ideas vary as well. For example the one day I feel like writing paranormal fiction, the next I might feel like just writing romance. Basically, write what you want, when you want, that's the fun part.
3. Always and I can't stress this enough, always have a notepad handy to write down any ideas you might get. Trust me, you never know when inspiration might strike. Like when I use to work at my previous job and things started getting really stressful, my head would suddenly be bombarded by a series of wonderful ideas, but I only wrote them down later on and then I couldn't remember everything, causing a great deal of frustration.
4. Don't worry if at first everything looks like a mess, the editing part starts later, but for now just write. Write to your hearts content.

So, I want to write, but how do I start? Put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard and write down what ever comes to mind. Let the inspiration flow or in my case, let the craziness begin.
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Only way to be a writer is to write

After doing a tiresome search on the Internet on how to

become a writer, the most popular or should I say, consistent answer was, to write. Yes, you can complete various short courses and degree programs, who only provide you with the how to knowledge, but in the end the answer still remains, you have to write.

So, taking up the advise of many wise and wonderful writers on the Internet, I started writing again. My inspiration is finally back. I started writing down a few new ideas and planning out my next novel, which I am very happy about.

I wanted to submit my first finished novel, but decided against it. I think I am just going to enjoy the writing experience for now.
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Written Novel

I have an already completed novel that a fellow writer is reading and editing for me. I must say I have no patience left anymore. I finished the novel in March, after editing it for 3 months and waiting for my friend to finish it is driving me crazy. She has had it since April and she hasn't made much progress, which to me means two things.

One: it's not that good, if she doesn't feel captivated or inspired to want to read more.

Two: I might have absolutely no writing talent what so ever and i have been driving myself crazy for nothing.

I know I should just take a chill pill, but I am a natural worrier. I know, as if it isn't enough that I am paranoid and a complete basket case, now I worry excessively too.

I am still trying to avoid people as much as possible. It seems my Karma is all messed up. I always seem to attract violent people to me. People either want to attack me or just verbally assault me. I don't know why, maybe my family is right,maybe I am just a weirdo.

And to prove that point, I have been a team pit bull member for almost a month and nobody wants to invite me to be their friend. The only friend I have is my sister, who I made join team pit bull, just so that I didn't look too much like loser.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! I just don't want to be a failure at writing too. I am not drop dead gorgeous and I don't have a personality to die for, so I had hoped my writing was something that I could take pride in, something that for once I wasn't lousy at.

But I think I have bitched enough for one day.

Another Temporary Job Ends

I am officially unemployed, yet again. I have just finished my temporary contract yesterday. I wont lie, I am truly relieved. My boss was very demanding and she was starting to make me even more depressed, but now I have to start looking for a new job.
I love writing and I wish, like many others, that I could just write forever and not worry about the bills, but to be honest all writers have to have day jobs (unless your a famous writer like J.K Rowling or Stephenie Meyer) as for the rest of us wanna-be writers, you got to live in the real world first.
But I get to do a lot of writing in the mean time while I am job hunting. I have done a bit of writing since woofy died, but not much. I feel kind of guilty moving on without her, but I just try not to think about her departure. If I do, I find myself crying unbelievably huge tears, which freaks my family and my sisters dog out, not to mention our cat.

Life won't go on

I still feel very sad and depressed. Besides this post today, I haven't done any writing. Writing use to be my way of escaping the world and it also just so happened to be the something that woofy and I use to do together. But now it just makes me sad.
I am back at a bad point in my life. I am back to the stage of my life where things just keep going wrong, one after the other. And now my best friend isn't here anymore to make me feel better, or love me regardless of the fact that I am an underachiever.
Man, does life suck.

Good Bye to my best friend

My greatest fear has come true. My beloved dog and best friend ''Woofy'' (Pooffer) has died today. I would like to dedicate this post to her. She was the best friend any girl could have wished for. She has been there for me through every up and down time the last few years and I already miss her terribly. She supported and sat with me every single day that I had worked on my first novel and she was there for me when I started this blog. This was suppose to be another journey together, but unfortunaltey it didn't work out that way. I love her still and miss her terribly and I will probably miss her for many years to come.

In loving memory of my best friend, Woofy, without whom I would never have had the guts to write this blog or try my hardest to become a writer. I will love you always.

Bad News

I feel as if I just can't breath today. My dog that I had adopted 3 years ago, had to be rushed to the vet yesterday, because she had a problem breathing. So they kept her overnight. They think she has a serious heart condition. But I am still waiting for them to let me know.
I know many of you are thinking, wow, this woman is crazy, but I am truly sad today.
Believe it or not, she is my best friend. She loves me even though I am overweight, she sticks by me even though I am a weirdo and no matter what happens, she's always happy to see me. She is loyal to me, unlike any human has ever been.