My blog post titles are getting atrocious. Apologies.
I have been slowly, slowly coming to a realization.
So these posts of distress I have been putting on the blog? I have been reading over my TeaNovel.
To put it in a brief summary; It was a little rougher than I thought.
Plot is solid. I can see the potential in the story.
The problem lies in the prose, and the pacing--my writing is very odd and fast-paced in all the wrong places and it sounds so undoubtedly juvenile.
So basically, if I may make the comparison, it's like Anne Hathaway in Princess Diaries.
This is what my novel is like right now:
This is what I want it to be like:
And sometimes I read the amazing, brilliant novels of the YA genre and they're so awesome and beautiful and gorgeous like this:
I realize that I have lots to do, on the small-scale level. Right now, I see some good parts of my novel, but the writing, when I'm being critical (as I should be), is a bit of a mess. Nowhere near the status of good. It will need a lot of changing.
The good news? I don't need to break every bone in the plot anymore to make it work.
Bad news? I need a curling iron. And some contacts. And makeup. My novel needs a makeover.
I have already disbanded from Twitter for a short while, and though I may blog sometime this Winter Break, my time will pretty much be fully devoted to writing and studying for Finals. Oh, and I also have a pile of projects that my classes decided to throw in at the last minute.
That GIF is a work of art.
Happy Holidays, everyone!!!!!