I don't know if I've confessed this to the blogosphere or not, but one of my biggest goals in life is to be a publish romance novelist. Only problem? (it's a minor one, really...) I haven't actually finished writing anything.
I've started maybe 3 or 4 stories, and I hate every single one of them. Instead of just continuing on and editing later, I reread everything I've written and edit it, and then decide it's crap, and erase it.
Since returning from Ireland, I'm on another writing kick. Originally, my best friend was going to be the subject of my romance novel. Because seriously, the things that happen to her and the wackos that she finds is just too funny for words. And I think that's the problem. Also, I can't figure out how it ends. So I've decided that her fictional story is NOT going to be my first novel, but rather my second. Or third.
So my first is just going to be a novel without any real borrowing from real-life experiences. Some borrowing, but not REAL borrowing.
Originally when I started this novelist kick, it was something that my therapist (what, I had a therapist) suggested that I do to deal with my parents' divorce when I was in college. Because seriously that story... if it happened on television... would make one HELL of a comedy.
I just hope that I can stick with it... enough that I actually finish it.