A Traffic Jam of Words

Well, that’s a nice and melodramatic title. Unfortunately (or fortunately?), it’s also pretty accurate.

I’ve been wanting so badly to get back into writing lately, and I’m making some of the right steps–my friend Sally and I are starting to work on projects together (well, we’re showing each other our projects), I’m getting back into reading more and taking more time for words, I’m listening to writing advice podcasts (hello, Writing Excuses!), reading writing tips (and here comes Wattpad with their Just Write It guide), but actually putting pen to paper–or fingers to keyboard–and getting something out?

Nothing. The words just keep piling up in my head, but I have no real outlet for them. I’m thinking myself into circles, but when it comes to actually shoving the words out of my head, I haven’t gotten to a full typed page in a week.

Soooo I think I’ll just start writing about what I read–at least that forces me to not just think about words, but think about words in the context of a story, and think about story in the context of its achievement.

At the moment, I’m struggling between Carry On by Rainbow Rowell and Winter by Marissa Meyer. Both are not new, which means they’ve been read dozens of times by hundreds of people, but be that as it may, I have to start somewhere! I just finished Fangirl and so I’m really keen on sticking with Rainbow Rowell, but I’ve been waiting for Winter for forever–I’d originally thought I’d wait until the paperback release, so that I have all of the set in paperback, but then I learned it wouldn’t be coming out until November of 2017; not okay.

So far (less than 50 pages in) I’m finding Winter to be a much more intriguing character than I’d thought I would. And I love love love that her romance is seemingly already established; established romances allow us to focus more on the action and plot and ass-kicking, rather than focusing on the relationship and its beginnings. I always think it’s interesting to see an established relationship under stress anyway–sure, they know each other, and they love each other, but can they work as a real team in a crisis?

An optimistic start! But now, to work. Volunteer management doesn’t manage itself.