Let’s be serious. MFAC ended weeks ago. I should have wrapped it up then, but I’ve been writing furiously, so there was no time. I’ll explain in a second.
There one more thing I wanted to share.
On the last day of MFAC, there is a graduation. It’s an intimate affair in a dark auditorium. The graduates vote on who they want their speaker to be. This year, they picked Vera B. Williams. She is a tiny, spunky woman who took the train out to Minnesota to be with us.
Here are two things she said about writing that I need to remember:
“You will learn from what you have written, and it will surprise you.”
“You will create the world you were made to create.”
These two quotes are a great comfort to me because all this MFAC business, all the wisdom imparted, all the conversations about writing, have made me realize that my current novel (the one I have been working on for Thesis which starts September 1st) is so flawed that there would be no way to salvage the story without completely starting over.
So. That. Sucks.
I thought, “Well. If I have to start again, might as well write a new novel that isn’t such a tangled mess.” Right? Right.
Three weeks ago today, I plotted out a whole new story in a new setting, dumped it into Scrivener, and am plowing through it every morning.
But the good news is that, because of all the MFAC plotting/POV lessons, it’s been so easy this time.
Well, maybe not easy, but smooth. I know where I’m going and how I’m getting there. Writing the other novel felt like trying to assemble IKEA furniture, blindfolded, on the deck of a ship in the middle of a hurricane…naked. Seriously. It was bad.
But this is good.
I have about 150 pages to write before September 1st plus LIFE, so wish me luck!
I’ll see you on the other side.