{"id":47,"date":"2016-04-10T00:14:36","date_gmt":"2016-04-10T05:14:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elizabethfrenette.com\/?p=47"},"modified":"2016-04-10T00:14:36","modified_gmt":"2016-04-10T05:14:36","slug":"preparing-for-take-off","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.elizabethfrenette.com\/index.php\/2016\/04\/10\/preparing-for-take-off\/","title":{"rendered":"Preparing for take-off"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So, this writing thing.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve done all my life, although it&#8217;s been a very long time since I wrote fiction. I&#8217;ve kept a journal, I&#8217;ve always enjoyed the writing component of my various jobs, and when I was in New Zealand for three months, I wrote a weekly newsletter-ish email (since I didn&#8217;t have a blog this was mostly to keep my mother from thinking I was dead) that was very well-received. In fact, at that time, I had several people tell me that I should be a travel writer. I&#8217;ve had people who&#8217;ve received letters (I do still use the mail, albeit rarely) tell me I should write.<\/p>\n<p>However, I&#8217;ve never really taken it seriously. Until now. I guess, growing up where I did, it seemed like such a far-fetched idea &#8211; that I could Write.A.Book. And that some people might want to read that book. It always seemed like such a pipe dream. It just wasn&#8217;t within the realm of my reach.<\/p>\n<p>And yet, since I&#8217;ve been working up to this decision, (it took me about eight months to realise what was building), I&#8217;ve discovered that I do know a lot of people who have either published or been involved in the publishing industry. In addition, they&#8217;ve supplied me with recommendations for resources to assist, mostly in off-the-cuff comments when I&#8217;ve cautiously mentioned this ambition of mine to write. So the whole thought of my creating something and unleashing it upon the world is seeming&#8230;plausible. Even, dare I say, likely.<\/p>\n<p>Over the past couple of months, I&#8217;ve been poking around some resources for writers and wanna-be-writers. It feels a little bit like putting the cart before the horse to go to the trouble of creating a website and blog, social media accounts, etc, before I have something to show, but this is an important tool for me. I need to hold myself accountable to, well, myself. Never underestimate the motivational value of the threat of public shaming!<\/p>\n<p>In addition, writing is writing is writing. I need to practise. I need to develop my voice. I also need to figure out what I really have to share with the world. I think I&#8217;m going to worry about that another day &#8211; for now, I&#8217;m concentrating on setting up a foundation for myself, both online and in my writing habits.<\/p>\n<p>Confession: Balance is not something I do well. In fact, I struggle mightily. Something &#8211; a hobby, an interest, a newly discovered band &#8211; sparks my interest and that&#8217;s it. I&#8217;m ALL in. I obsess. I research. I daydream. I dive in headfirst to this new thing. And, a few days, a week, a month later, the rest of my life rudely intrudes on my interlude, and, well, things go back to normal until the next life-changing discovery.<\/p>\n<p>My plan is to try something different. Writing, for me, is a marathon &#8211; rather, I want it to be a marathon. By building my website in tandem with creating a portfolio of work, theoretically, I can build up this idea of balance in my writing life. This site &#8211; this blog &#8211; is my outward face. This is what connects me to anyone who may have an interest in my stories. This is a critical piece of the puzzle that is my writing. Even though, as of today, maybe two people know about this site, so literally no one is watching, it&#8217;s still important for me to only make promises I can keep. It&#8217;s important to engage outwardly, especially since the process is so solitary.<\/p>\n<p>Also, I want to document these early days &#8211; when I feel so passionate, so full of ideas, and so hopeful, as well as the abject terror (which I&#8217;m not going to dwell upon). Maybe one day, someone like me will see herself in my words. Maybe she&#8217;ll recognise herself and begin her own journey. I hope, if that&#8217;s the case, that this hypothetical person may be able to avoid the mistakes I&#8217;m certain to make.<\/p>\n<p>I have set myself a goal for April:<\/p>\n<p>To launch my website.<\/p>\n<p>The thing about a website is that it&#8217;s never done. There will always be content to write, things to improve, changes to technology and software that require tweaking, and so forth. But I&#8217;m hoping to have enough content, enough formatting done, enough bells and whistles, that this place feels a bit more homey to me, and that it looks good enough that I&#8217;m not embarrassed about telling people to check it out!<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve got three weeks.<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s see what I can make happen!<\/p>\n<p>Nose to the grindstone,<\/p>\n<p>Elizabeth.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So, this writing thing. It&#8217;s something I&#8217;ve done all my life, although it&#8217;s been a very long time since I wrote fiction. 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