The Writing Bug

Ever since my writer's conference a couple of weeks ago, the writing bug has been buzzing around my house. Definitely for me, but surprisingly more so for everyone else. In one night all three of the men in my house wanted to know how to use my laptop... yes they didn't know how to use my laptop... and all three of them started stories.

Noah has a reading disability that effects comprehension, therefore everything else that has to do with words. I could see he was struggling with it, so I suggest I be his transcriber. His story is based upon the Destination Truth SyFy television series. It's amazing to see what great imagination he has. I hate that his reading problem slows him down.

Josh, my youngest is writing a story along the lines of The Thing, or CHUD, if anyone remembers that movie :) It's about a mutant teddy bear that lives in an alley, and can cause severe damage if not give Mt. Dew as a gift.

My husband, Steve, is writing a story about a Marine opt group over in Iraq (of course). Once a jarhead always a jarhead (hoo-rah).

Like with everything else my husband finds interesting, he has plunged into this whole-heartily and head strong. He is my bull in a china shop. He is very competitive. He is my first real student since I've learned all I've learned about writing. We'll just have to see how far I can take this... we've lasted worst things in our 18 years together... this should be a piece of cake... ???

First lesson: It's a rough draft. It's not going to be perfect. It's not even going to look remotely like this when you're done. Get it down on paper. Hogtie your inner editor and stuff them in a closet. It's the time to write. Write everything. Don't turn back until you've written down every possible thought you can have about this story. Write, write, write, write, write.

We'll see how this goes :)