Journal

"Visualise and execute,"  Zarya, from the video game Overwatch, would say in her thick Russian accent. I did today what I said I would last night. I finished the final touches on Chapter Six, read Chapter Seven in its entirety, and have begun rewriting the latter.  At the rate that I'm going, I see myself finishing my manuscript in the foreseeable future. Once the weekend comes around tomorrow, I'll have a lot more time to continue writing. One word after the other. That is the only way this manuscript is going to be done, even if I have to go through my unproductive process of writing an act before revising the whole manuscript. I'll get there. I'll get to the top of that mountain. It's odd. I have sacrificed a significant sum of things to commit to the schedule that I currently live through. I've stopped writing poems. By that decision, I've also stopped performing. Gone were the days I would turn off my brain and play video games with my fri

A short entry. I am in the brief process of reading through Chapter Six. Small changes. A few words here, a few cuts there. I won't finish this by tonight. I'm severely lacking sleep and I might've contracted mild food poisoning. Either way, I'm expecting to get this done by tomorrow. Then, I'll be able to get started on concluding Act One's revisions.

This is the first of my journal entry regarding my progress on The Ethics of Demons. I'm happy. After months being stuck in the slump of writer's block, I've finally finished revising chapter six. I'm now one chapter away from revising Act One in its entirety. Off the top of my head, this has already given me several ideas for upcoming blog posts on my writing process and my daily life as an aspiring novelist. However, I digress. There were a lot of things happening in my life that kept me from writing consistently. In fact, one of those things was remembering how vital consistency is. It's not the same for everyone but my ability to write highly depends on momentum. Missing one or two days of writing is fine. A couple of weeks? Months? There'd be no hope. I'm not proud of those times where I would be punching in less than ten words a week. It's a learning process. Everyone has gone through it, is going through it and will go through it, of that I am

I am horrible at commiting to a blog, yet I try to anyway. Moving forward, my plan for my blog is simple. My blog will be my journal. A journal or diary that will keep me accountable to my writing; an archive of quotes and ideas I come across; a platform for me to voice my opinions, and a space for me to share experiences that would be too lengthy to write about anywhere else. I expect this discipline to be a step forward in honing my craft as a writer. Thus, I can only hope that I can consistently commit to it this time around. That in itself is already a post to write about.  Edit: I just found out that this is exactly what I decided months ago. I'm an idiot.