The year has not ended yet, but I am going to put this in now: 2017 was the year I learned about books and wrote one. Back in 2016, when I finally committed myself to writing a full-on, 50,000+ word manuscript, I didn’t know anything about what goes behind writing books. All I knew was to write. And it was a good start. But it was not all I needed. So I had to re-learn it, from the basics of the manuscript template, to the genre, to pitching, to query. Now I got here, armed, still less dangerous, and now, with a finished book. At least in my opinion.
Saltfolk was complete in 82,000 words. And, when I thought I could finally rest and forget about writing (at least for the time being), think again. I have now started Fifth’s POV narrative, Fifth the First. And not only that. I am going to have a short story for Lucy, probably in his or Elie’s POV, in A Man Named Lucy.
I’ve always imagined relishing the feeling of placing that final dot, but this time, I don’t really know when it happened. I actually don’t know if it already happened. All I know was Saltfolk was written, my head’s busted, I could not read my work although I have read it individually by chapters. And now I’m attempting to write the follow-up, which was more fun and challenging, because it will be in the voice of Fifth, a.k.a. the boy inspired from Taka. Which is like, the other ultimate hero of my stories. I love this guy to pieces because, unlike Elie, he was fighting for something but was just terribly afraid. And I’m excited to see his journey.
Oh, wait. I already planned his journey. For like one day. I long-formed it and my hand hurt.
Currently, I write for Asia Bars and did copies for the upcoming Singapore-based urban athleticswear Kydra. I also did the About page of Australian Lifestyle Brands (which I enjoyed writing) and a couple of blogs for the unique coffee ceramicware.
God has been enough for me. Not because of what He gives, but what He has already given. And to think about it. He’s given me much. So I’m going to trust Him in the coming days, especially that this writing fit won’t die down (I have another 50k word attempt to finish). Hopefully, this month of October, I get to do other amazing projects while I finish my second manuscript.
The kids at SIUMC started singing again! Well, it wasn’t easy to cut the Sunday School into a song-practice session, but I’m still trying to wade through the changes. One of the big hurdles, to be honest, is the boisterous junior youth, who interrupts our session ALL THE TIME. I think they should have their own Sunday School, but the sad part is, there’s no one to oversee it. I hope members of SIUMC becomes involved with teaching their kids / youth too. I hope I inspire them too.
Ate Lisa dropped by earlier this week and it was so nice to see her again! I hope to see my NV9 kids soon.
Forward to the Near Future
Okay, there’s still October, November and December, which is like my favorite three months in the year. There’s also chocolates in the fridge, thanks to Dianne who just came back for a quick visit from London. Ugh. I want to go back to Europe. But wait. The plans. I made some of them. I’m not getting any younger, and I know that 2018 would be more fast-paced than 2017, so here’s some of the things I wrote down on my notes:
- Finish VI
- Write a new song (FYI, this year, I wrote 2 songs — Sometimes Strangers and Where the Road Bends
- Release a poetry chapbook. I actually have the first prose written down, so that’s 29 more to go!
I am convinced that I will be writing all my life. Far more convinced than the fact that I would get married and have kids. I’d probably end up loving all my words and my characters (and the people I wrote them for) and become that sappy spinster stuck in one corner of her room, back aching, hands writing, fingers deformed from all that typing. BUT. I do wish that I have a house. So I’m going to work for that. And I do wish to have a book. And I’m going to work for that too.
This week, God reminded me to “Stand in your watchtower.” To anticipate with readiness. See, I have always regarded myself as a Habakkuk girl; someone who waits and documents, someone who sees visions and trust that it will happen at its appointed time. The first verses in the 2nd chapter of the book resonate with me so much:
I will climb up to my watchtower
and stand at my guardpost.
There I will wait to see what the Lord says
and how he will answer my complaint.
2 Then the Lord said to me,
“Write my answer plainly on tablets,
so that a runner can carry the correct message to others.
3 This vision is for a future time.
It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled.
If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently,
for it will surely take place.
It will not be delayed.
And so I will wait. And I write. I’m good at those things.
See you in October. x