Since my last post, I have been working on the book along with still organizing ideas. If you could see my folder, it is completely disorganized. Four note pads are filled with scattered thoughts as "I try" to keep them organized. Thankfully the confusion of this mess comes out clearly on the manuscript. Yes, I have tried to keep them organized and neat, but that only causes more confusion for me (lol). The discombobulation of which are my notes, keep my thoughts straight and the story moving. A small file cabinet would do wonders for me at the moment; I usually don't throw out any notes or written manuscripts even after moved to computer. I would not categorize myself as a hoarder, but saving such things has helped me out a lot in the past.
With that being said, I have hit a minor word blockage with the manuscript. After looking over it and looking over it, I have decided it would be best to delete the last few sentences and change it in a way that won't be as difficult to continue. It's not that important of a sentence that it is crucial that it need to be there. So lets just hope I am not the only author that has done it (lol). Say screw the sentence lets move on :). Oh and before I forget to mention, I have had ideas for a whole different book floating around my head for days now. It's funny how inspiration can come from just about anywhere. I am sure many of you writers out there do not have to look far for inspiration. The only hill you may have to climb would be how to lay out your amazing ideas into an amazing story. A few years ago, before I had a manuscript in mind, I did hours of researching different people's ideas on writing a story. Rather it be short stories, novels or even kids books, it just about said the same thing on each blog. It's easier to head to paper and pen first. Write down ideas you want for the book, who are your main characters, what is their past, how old will they be, but most importantly pick a specific genre of people you are reaching for. Always remember, your book will not be every one's cup of tea. That does not mean it's not an amazing book.
Before I head out to hopefully continue where I have been stuck at, here is a little piece of The Black Inheritance: The Cursed Soul
Marie lifted the hood of her cloak and
placed it over her head just above her eyes, her contemplation of going after
the charm forced her gaze back to Anna’s window. “Not yet. We have not been
told to attack. Patience sister, she will have her time with death soon.







