Re: If Only I Didn't Have to Work
Sep. 9th, 2016 08:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rynlingAn acquaintance of mine from college works on the staff of the Smithsonian magazine, so I called him and asked if he could let me into the American History museum and give me a tour of the offices and archives. He was game, so off I go.
I have a new boss, and so far he seems more equanimous about my selfish bullshit than my old boss. I told him I needed to take the morning off to do research for a novel, and he was like, "Okie dokie, knock yourself out." It probably doesn't hurt that he's a novelist himself. I hope we can be friends.
I think the best way to approach my "fanfic as novel pilot" plan is to try to write a chapter every weekend. This gives me a month to figure out whether the story is worth dropping out of fandom and doing the actual work of becoming a writer.
Meanwhile I still haven't submitted the manuscript for the actual book I have under actual contract, because why pursue real-world success when you can build imaginary castles in the sky, I mean honestly.
ETA: My behind-the-scenes tour of the Smithsonian was amazing, holy fuck. That was such a good idea. Everyone I met was brilliant and encouraging, and I was so energized and inspired that I ended up writing almost 5,000 words after I got home that afternoon. I could really get used to this whole "being a writer" thing.
I have a new boss, and so far he seems more equanimous about my selfish bullshit than my old boss. I told him I needed to take the morning off to do research for a novel, and he was like, "Okie dokie, knock yourself out." It probably doesn't hurt that he's a novelist himself. I hope we can be friends.
I think the best way to approach my "fanfic as novel pilot" plan is to try to write a chapter every weekend. This gives me a month to figure out whether the story is worth dropping out of fandom and doing the actual work of becoming a writer.
Meanwhile I still haven't submitted the manuscript for the actual book I have under actual contract, because why pursue real-world success when you can build imaginary castles in the sky, I mean honestly.
ETA: My behind-the-scenes tour of the Smithsonian was amazing, holy fuck. That was such a good idea. Everyone I met was brilliant and encouraging, and I was so energized and inspired that I ended up writing almost 5,000 words after I got home that afternoon. I could really get used to this whole "being a writer" thing.
