08 August 2020

I Broke Through the Hundred-Page Barrier!

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Once upon a time, I wrote a book that was my graduate thesis at Seton Hill University. It was my first book ever, completed in 2013. And for a long time, I worked on that book to clean it up for submissions for agent representation. Then after a couple years of trying to tweak it and simultaneously work on its sequel, I stopped when I realized the book was problematic. I had to throw the whole thing out and start again, but I couldn't figure out how to do that from the bottom up. 

So I finally started working on something new, except it wasn't completely unfamiliar to me. Years ago I wanted to produce  my own comic; a love letter to fairy tales. Then I got to drawing and realized how difficult it was to produce something like that up to my own high standards...but I really liked the story idea, so I decided to switch it from being a comic series to a novel. That's how Son of the Siren came into existence. 

I changed names completely but the bare-bones concept remained intact -- about a half-human, half-siren Prince who uses his voice to save his father, but the magic of the siren song backfires horribly, changing his siblings into wild animals, and him having to go on a quest to save them.  I knew I wanted to combine elements of fairy tales such as The Seven Swans, Donkeyskin, Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid, and other stories. 

In seven years, I had not treated myself to writing anything new. And in seven years, I had not written more than some cursory notes and maybe at most twenty pages of prose. 

In 2019, something in me changed. I don't know what...but it's the first time I've had this much momentum with a project in ages, and the first time since graduate school I've written over one hundred pages of a new book. Two days ago I blasted through 100 pages and will keep going. What makes this even more miraculous is that somehow I've managed to do this through a long-lasting, major depressive episode.  

I'm so relieved and happy, I could cry...but I gotta stop here and work on the book. 

I just thought I'd share this momentous occasion with you all, though, just because. ðŸ˜˜

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