Follow Through!

Well, in this blog entry I shall remmenis on my terrible habit of following through.. or lack there of.

Point number one: I said I would start posting more frequently... it hasn't happened.

When I was in middle school/freshman year of high school... I decided I was going to write a book. Much inspired I was by Brian Jaques (Rest his amazing soul) and Harry Potter (ehhh...) Narnia series (i even have rpc's of lions based of ol'assie) and...LOTR. (did you ever have any doubts?)

People who can't seem to grasp that short, hairy-footed creatures and all seeing eye balls and elves and everything else in those damned books are awesome, suck. End story.

And the Redwall series? Let me just say, THEY ARE NOT FURRIES. God, you guys. They are ANIMALS, not humanoid animals... its fantasy... not fetish. So stop hatin' on my authors.

So anyway, I decided to write a book. I was a pretty graphic little kid back then. Guts, crying, begging for mercy, torture, great bouts of depression.... Anything that COULD go wrong to my charactures, did. And I relished it.

My story, even had a moral. A happy ending. Suspense! Intrique.. and complete originality if I do say so myself. (Y'know, even though it was based off like a million other things) I in no way ripped off other peoples ideas.

It was a decent length too, 62 chaptures long. I hand wrote it ALL. it took months. MONTHS. It was amazing to see how my handwriting was in the beginning, and then 6 months later after all that writing how AMAZING it was!  (and now its gone to shit again) hahaha.

I even wanted to have it published. I was so into it. I read the chaptures I wrote to my brothers and my cousins. I was, in my mind, the writing shit. I had it all, and so did my book.

That was until I forgot all about it and found the crinkled stack of papers years later.

Omg.... I sucked.

The concept was great.   The ideas were fantastic... the action... well yeah. Like I said I had it all. But in the most horrendously writen, simple minded, crudely explained ways possible.

When you read a book, you have pictures painted in your mind. And forever one, even if they read the same thing, those pictures are different.

Reading my book would have probably made your imagination go blind.

Seriously. It was bad.

I vowed one day, to re-write it and not make it suck!... and here I am 22 years old and have NO idea what ever happened to my stone aged 62 long hand writen chapture book.

I remember most everything in it though. Hell, I was the one who wrote the piece of crap after all. And even though if anyone were to find it and read it now I would probably die of embarassment... I can't help but.... want to make it happen.

I never follow through. With anything. Even if you're paying me money, I'll get whatever I told you I was going to do, done. But I will do procrastinate up until literally the last minute.

But this time... I think this year my revolution is to Follow through. (shut up, I know it's March)

Seriously. Little by little I am going to revise this book. And who knows... maybe one day I really will be a published author. But here's the thing...

Accountability.

I'm going to try to finish one chapter a month. I probably will not be able to do it, but I will try. And when I finish a chapter (or in my most likely case, a decent chunk) I'll post it on here =D

I think it sounds like a fire proof plan.

In other news... I think I am going to be posting more.... sensible things on here. I'm going to keep my long, poorly thought out tangents and my strongly worded opinions, but I think I'm going to try to make my posts a little more relavent.... maybe then I can actually get some readers... HA.


Goodnight... o-o