My Muse Monday is a fun meme where writers can meet other like-minded writers and share what they’ve been working on and how the week has gone for them. Mostly, I’ll post a monthly summary of my local writing group’s meetings. Occasionally, I’ll update you on my own writing progress.
In 2009, I began a new journey as a writer. It had been well over ten years since I had written anything for publication. Suddenly though, I found myself with part-time hours and the luxury to explore a dream.
Not being a child anymore, I started out wanting to write for a general audience. What kind of genre I didn’t know and so I explored all kinds. This led to involvement in (the now apparently defunct) Review Fuse and Zoetrope, where I met contacts who would be invaluable to the first bend in the writing road.
Whether adult concerns or voices didn’t suit my writing, I’m not sure. Whatever the situation, the feedback I received suggested I might prefer being a children’s writer. The next few years, I tried writing exclusively for young people. Some success came my way. I published two fantasy stories. One magazine showed interest in a nonfiction piece.
After dabbling in the magazine market, I decided to return to my first love. I felt tired of trying to fit stories into a word limitation. Also, as a teen, I’d written two novels. I longed to once again stretch my wings and become a novelist.
Having quit so many other projects, I determined to stick this one out. For three years, I outlined, drafted, studied, and revised. I would not quit!
Sadly, this fall, I reluctantly admitted that I felt burnt out as a writer. I also had no idea where to go next with my novel. To be honest, the topic of a delinquent teen had lost its appeal. I made the momentous decision to quit.
Having shelved my novel this past fall, I now find myself in the position of being on a journey again as a writer. This time, I actually do have a focus: animal welfare. My having spent the better half of last year being involved with local groups, those who knew me best kindly suggested this was an obvious writing choice.
Beyond knowing my focus, I have no idea what the end result will be. There will be articles. There will be stories. There might even be publications. But, I don’t know anything else. All I know is that I’ve stopped being focused on an end goal; instead for the next year at least I plan to enjoy the journey itself.