Starting To Come Better

I feel like Yosemite Sam . . . Shooting from both barrels. Well, that may be a little more optimistic than I feel, but I did get through Chapter 10 yesterday and it felt good doing it. I have had the feeling -- this hope really, that as the story progresses it will be easier to write. The further into my life I delve I'm thinking, the more comfortable I will become in the telling of it. This first draft is just that . . . The accumulation of bits and pieces of the whole of the story.

Whenever I write I always print the chapters out as I compose them and read them to Dottie. In that way, between the both of us, we catch things wrong with it, and not necessarily typos or grammar. I am not doing that with Misdemeanors & Felonies, however, because I realize these first scribblings are just that . . . scribblings . . . and the real work will begin on the second draft, which I will then print out and read to Dottie. I will have already inserted material I forgot or decided not to put in the story by that time and the story will begin to start taking shape. By the time I will have finished the second draft I will have probably inserted whole new chapters and made the chapters I already have longer. I am making the first round of chapter short, 5-6 pages, because, first of all I believe people in this modern age do not have, or will not take the time to read fifteen and twenty pages of chapters. As hard as it is going to be to write the story, it is also going to be hard to read the parts of my life with Marionette and Nanette (Yeah, I was partial to the "ette's it seems) to Dottie. She says she understands, but still . . .

Yesterday's effort concentrated on some tidbits of my two grandparents on my mother's side of the family. There wasn't much effort to reach out to the Bolton side of my family. She treated my father's side of the family much like she treated him, with disdain. In Chapter 10 I am on the cusp of the tumultuous teenage years, which was a springboard for how I would be for those lost years where I accomplished nothing much except learning how to operate the Linotype and fathering three beautiful children.

Tomorrow . . .

NOVELS:

Write To Murder . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/956621

Margaret and David: A Love Story . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1072842

My Mother's Revenge . . . http://www.lulu.com/content/1132742