Memories of the writings from my past

Looking back at the original serial killer stories that sparked my desire to write a novel, I’m quite proud of how far I’ve come as a writer.

Before I started #writing the #novel, both the plot and the main character were extremely flat. No dimension, no depth.

Now, just five and a half chapters in (after multiple restarts and rewrites until I finally found the story that needed telling), I have the start of something that I may eventually be brave enough to send to agents and publishers.

I am far from being done, but I hope to have a first draft completed by the end of the year.

I’d like to tell anyone who reads this that you don’t have to give up on your #dreams just because you don’t get it “right” the first time. The first few tries may suck. The first hundred tries may suck. But try number 101 could be brilliant.

Keep #trying, keep #working, and one day you’ll be proud that you kept with it.