Tuesday 4 September 2018

The Pain's of Learning That I Couldn't Write



I used to use this blog way back in 2015.

 I was so young then.

I have learned a great deal and subsequently I have a learned that there is a great deal more that I don't know.

I did learn one thing though.

I, through blood sweat and tears, learned how to scramble enough words together to make a full length book.

Crazy I know. I can still hardly believe it myself.

I am not writing her to brag about some skill. I here to dictate what I have learned and to put to "paper" my experiences.

It all started right here actually in a simple little blog in the vast void that is the internet.

 I started with an idea of two travelers exploring the world in little adventures. Their names were Dag and Kor-Voda.

As a side note it actually used to be spelled Cor Voda and then Cor-Voda, but as I began fleshing out the minotaurs I learned that they did not have the use of the letter "C" in their alphabet.

There was the spark for my story. Two age old friends travelling the world.

You can check out the final novel HERE.

What I discovered about as fast as I had my idea was that I had no idea how to write a book. Sure I have read before, but that never really quite prepares you for your first draft.

I like to think that is because we read all of these awesome stories that are so well put together that we expect ours to turn out the same. We expect this beautifully crafted piece with scenery so rich we can taste the food or see the mountains or explore the caves as our characters are.

I hate to break it to you, but the reality couldn't be further from the truth.

To put it in simplest terms it was a mess. It was as if I had created a world half remembered. Just as Bubak had in my book, Under A Crimson Sky, it was this weird amalgamation of old and new concepts.

But with time, patience and hard work there is hope!

Hope is all I had to cling onto for four years as I wrote Under A Crimson Sky. 

Hope is all I still have when it comes to selling copies. Now all I hope is that people will like what I write.

I would like to say it was easy to cling onto hope and believe that everything was going to go great. Somehow I would bring everything together in an amazing story that was worth remembering. 

I won't lie though. 

Clinging to that hope is never easy.

I am still not sure that it ever gets easier, but I still grasp onto hope with all the strength I can muster.

I guess I am writing this so aspiring writers out there know that it is okay to be scared about your work. It is okay to be worried that it will not turn out the way you want. 

What is important is continuing to hard work at. 

It is your baby after all. 

Your first love. 

It deserves the respect that such a high office requires.

If you don't give it the respect it needs then don't expect your work to go anywhere.

I know, its hard to keep plugging away at times, but without hard work you will never get to where you want to go.

You may have a job and you may be tired when you get home, but you just have to keep moving on. Keep going. Keep on struggling  with your characters. If you don't, eventually it will become some half finished project on your computer eventually forgotten about when you buy a new one. I know this because that almost happened to me.

Trust me. Put the time in. You'll thank yourself for it.

I may not be rich and famous and a bestselling author. Then again my book has only been out for a couple of weeks.

But that does not make what I have experience any less valid and it doesn't make what you experience any less valid either.

These ideas are still in my head and they need to come out.

So, here they are.

New writers, have faith in yourself and in your work. One day I look forward to reading your work as I look forward to people reading mine.


Brett Currah is author of Under a Crimson Sky. 
It is here on his old blog that he brings to life 
his story of writing his first fantasy novel.

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