Listens: Love You So by Natalie

Y'all know I write original fiction, right?

Yeah, so. I'm writing a book. The working title is Cult of the Lesser Apostles, which is related to the story in absolutely no way at all. I asked emperormercury to help me come up with a name and that's what he gave me. He said it was my job to figure out who to make it work, but I haven't yet.

Anyway, I just wanted to take a moment to say that writing a book is not easy. It is hard. You know those writers you hear about on T.V. who go away to retreats for a year to get their novel finished? Pretentious jerks, right? Wrong. They're the smart ones. They're the ones who realize that writing a novel is not for the faint of heart or the heavily occupied of household, and who decided to get the hell out of dodge to find some peace and quiet so they can freakin' concentrate. I only wish I had that option.

As it stands, I live in a house with my parents, my little brother, four cats, two dogs, two or three blaring radios, a hella loud television, a Playstation that is never off, a faraway computer than I can nevertheless clearly hear the strains of Runescape theme music emanating from, and several visiting small children that never really leave. I also have school, and friends, and a girlfriend, and I'm setting up some driving lessons soon-ish and hunting for a job. Do you have any idea how much uniterrupted writing time that leaves me? Not much, especially when you factor in homework, my weekly writing assignment deadline (that has nothing to do with the book), and various fanfictions that I have to write because they either A) were requested of me or B) must be made due to the It Had To Be Done Factor (tm) and various other laws of the universe.

Plus, I have to do research. I am a huge supporter of research, with a flag and everything (it's yellow and says LOOK IT UP in big blue letters, or it would if it existed outside the realm of my mind's eye), and I believe in making sure one knows what one is talking about before one talks about it. This means that I have to spend a lot of time reading up on American Sign Language, because one of my characters is mute, and on transgenderism, because one of my characters is a transwoman, and on cars, because one of my characters is a mechanic, and on recipes, because one of my characters is a cook, and on accounting, because one of my characters is an accountant. Also, other little things like albinism and OCD and divorce and how much it costs to rent a two-bedroom apartment in downtown Chricago. It takes time, rather a lot of time, and it really cuts into my writing schedule.

So, in conclusion, writing is not easy. Not at all. But you know what? I am good at it. It's what I do. And I love it, and I will never, ever give it up. No matter how many times I have to open the door to my room and shout "Quiet the hell down out there, I'm trying to write a book!" Because you have to make a lot of sacrifices for the things you love, and doesn't that make it all the easier to love it, anyway?

Besides, when I'm done, this is going to be a hell of a book.