The most painful goodbyes are the ones never said and never explained.
Okay, I am not saying I’m dumb. Again I’m not dumb! I just saying I wish that I’d paid more attention in English Class. Who would have thought all those teachers who said, ” Reylynn, stop talking and pay attention. You’re going to use this information in the future.” Were * GASP* actually telling the truth.
I never thought I would want to write a book. So having a C+, hey I said plus, sometimes even a B, Yea B in English was fine by me. The up side to all this is, I can use my life lesson to better my children’s future. ” Kids don’t be like mommy, pay attention in school and get A’s. Even if you think you wanna be an actress, cause you never really know what the future holds.” The down side, I’m left in need of an editor. “Extra, Extra read all about it , well… Read it all and edit it.” I need someone to be my books make-up artist. I want it to have the perfect smokey eye and light pink lip. Instead of looking like a two cent hooker. Nothing against two cent hookers, but they are only worth, well two cents. I’d like to make sure my book is worth much more. Plus my books not a hooker. Its full of talent and heart, and let’s not forget very very interesting!!!
Characters names. When I first started writing my book I knew with out a doubt what the name of my main character Would be. She is a spit fire. A beautiful disaster. Charming and complete trouble for a male heart. I didn’t give it much thought other wise, her name was perfect.
So with the other characters I just picked random names I thought sounded good. This was all wrong. Some names fit with who they are but most didn’t. So here I am once again renaming characters. They have their own personalities and lives. For me, I think their names are important.
Her ex-boyfriend is the one who has given me the most name trouble. At first I just picked a name that I didn’t care for much. But it didn’t seem to fit him. This is the man who has crushed her. He made her lose faith in ever finding love again. In fact she would rather stay far away from any man who could possibly cause her that kind of pain again. I think I finally have his name right. It fits into the ” so sad that you fell in love with me, you should have known I was a douche- bag” theme he has going on.
Then there is her best friend. She is funny and corky. She is always there when needed and a huge part of the main characters life. I am having trouble deciding between two names for her. I’m about to just eeny, meeny, miny, moe, it.
Oh the woes of naming characters. I know…. Who would have ever thought a name could give a person so much trouble. *raise glass* “Here to finding the right names!!”
Now go read a book and falling love with the characters. Name and all!
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”
“I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I’ve never been able to believe it. I don’t believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.” — L.M. Montgomery
When can a person officially call themselves an author. Is it after they are published? Because that’s what I’m thinking.
So am I an author, well not yet. But I have high hopes that I will be one day. That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, I’m attempting to write a book. I know crazy right!? Well that was my thought.
The complete truth is, I know nothing about writing a book. Nada, zip, ziltch. But I felt I had a great story to tell and got really excited about the idea that maybe, just maybe I could make that book a reality. So I started. Pen to paper. My story was pouring out of me. I filled a thick ringed notebook in one sitting. My hand ached but I was so proud of my story. Of course it was no where close to being done. In fact that full notepad was just the begining. After a few days of what seemed like none stop writing and rewriting ( already). I realized something huge. Writing a book is freaking hard. * gasp* Say what? Yep there is so much to cover and think about. Each character has to come to life and needs a background and a personality. I saw it all in my head, but explaining it in detail for someone else to read, well it’s an art form. I almost wanted to give up. This book writing stuff was going to take a ton of time, hard work and dedication. I’m a 27 year old with 2 children under the age of 4. I was doubting weather i could even find enough time to write.
So here I am, still working on my book. It’s coming along. Slowly but still coming. I don’t even know if anyone besides my husband will ever actually read it. But I like to hope others will. I still love my story, and I’m enjoying writing it. Who knows maybe this time next year I can say, Hi I’m Reylynn, oh and I’m an author.