I like dreaming big. And, whenever I’ve thought about getting into fiction, I’ve known what genre I wanted to write. Precisely. I mean, I have a narrow vision that captures me pretty spookily. Except. It seems like the cosmos have conspired against that for the time being. Now I’m thinking about trying a genre I’d always respected but personally sworn off. Am I crazy? I think I may go for it. I mean, 🙂 I’d sure tell you to go for it, if something grabbed your attention for a spell, planned or otherwise!
Still, what do you think? Should I start my first attempt at a novel in a new-to-me genre? Should I type up previous notes instead? Should I outline or just write away?
I’m excited thinking about writing regularly again. Making a good, old-fashioned go of it! Sure, I’ll have days of despair and knocking my head against my desk, but, well, I’d have those days anyway! 😉
I’ve been editing for a spell. Imagine a great big whoosh as I sigh in relief that I’m thinking elsewhere now.
Happy writing!
I love it! Dive in! For me I know I will regret it if I don’t. Why not?
Go for it!
Writing always seems to be standing on the edge, anyhow! You may as well fall forward as backward. Let me see, can I mix up anymore metaphors into something unrecognizable?
Start your new thing. Race with it. Plow through the miserable parts that all writers have. Set it aside. Look at it again. THEN decide.
Nothing is lost. You have learned through the process.