Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Day One - July Camp NaNo

I have been fighting for my stories I wanted to write this month during Camp NaNo. I was fighting with three different stories I wanted to write. I have been battling over these stories. I finally plotted out and began my story this morning at 10:30am. It's now 12:30pm in the afternoon and I'm 1500 words into my story. I think this story is going to be a good one. I have no faith in my writing at the moment. I have no faith in my abilities in writing a complete manuscript. I have wrote four to five stories. This is my fifth one. I have delete complete manuscripts.

I have four complete ones. This is my fifth. I want to complete this story. It is a good storyline and I think it'll appeal to a lot of middle graders/young adults out there. It's a fun read I think. I will post a outline to my story below. I just hope my word goal isn't too high. With my right hand slowly recovering from Carpel Tunnel Surgery. I got it out of stitches on Friday. I just not allowed to use it too much.

Lincoln's parents have a huge fight when his mother having an abortion. The thing was the baby  wasn't Lincoln's dad's child. He watches and overhears the argument between his mother and father. He watches his mother leaving the house after giving his father her keys to the house. Lincoln watches his dad fall apart and re-coup. He learns that just because his mother left they have stopped loving him and his siblings.

His mother re-marries to a man with children. His dad slowly gets into dating and find the right woman who also is a widow with young hildren. Lincoln learns to adapt to having step-siblings. He tries to manage with the new life his parents have given him to deal with.

Song - The Rose

"The Rose"
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you its only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dyin'
That never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose.
This is sung by Bette Midler and Westlife. It touches your heart and soul if you read the words. Letting it light your world.  Westlife is a Irish Pop boy band. I love this group and their songs. Go to Youtube.com and listen to some of their songs.