6 month interims

During the latter half of last year, I was out of the country. It was one of the most brilliant experiences I have ever had in my life. On December 31, 2007, fresh from my time abroad, I vowed that I would start writing more. Then school came around, and I took 25 units both winter and spring quarters (each quarter being a ten week span of time). It was a heavy load, but not having done any real work the six months prior to that, I was pretty prepped for the challenge. And so I basically overextended myself with school and my other activities during that time. It was fun, but tiring. Extremely tiring, in fact. Then summer came around and I remembered this writing contest I wanted to apply for. I thought to myself, “Great, I can finally write like I always said I would!” But hen summer school and my job got in the way. I ended up dropping one of my three summer classes to invest more time in writing, which will cause me pain in the fall, but it was the necessary measure. And it was just as well because now, the mission has been accomplished. I wrote around 39,400-something words for this contest–something I like to call a novella, but it is really just shy of a novel. It’s not terrific, but it’s something. I Fed Ex’ed today, July 31, 2008, to Indiana for this contest.

It took me six months to experience something, six months to consider it, and (unfortunately), two weeks to write about it. The stress and pain I was in when I was writing made me realize the love/hate relationship most writers have with their work. It made me realize I should have given myself more time to write. And so now, writing here, is why I am saying I need to write more. Just in case you were wondering.

~ by suniyee on August 1, 2008.