This is one of those songs where the very first time I hard it, I started to get ideas for a story. I’ve recently watched the music video for the first time and got a totally different sort of plot bunny for it. For one, I imagine a man drowning his sorrows in in a library at the wedding breakfast when a bluestocking walks in and they’re found in a compromising position. You know I love those forced marriage stories! For the other, the heroine looks like she’s going to marry someone else and at the last minute ends up with the hero–the boy next door. I know they sound pretty basic right now…but just wait. I hope you enjoy and have a great Monday!
In case you didn’t notice, I went from being a pretty prolific writer to…well, not. I’ve had reasons and excuses. Some valid, most not. In the end, it was mostly a case of believing I’d do it later or not staying focused on a plot. In March, I committed to getting Mr. Darcy’s Bluestocking Bride out by June.
That didn’t happen. So then I said I’d finish the draft by June.
That also didn’t happen. Because I just thought I’d get “lucky” and randomly have time to do it and the cosmos would align, and the words would come together.
Last week, I snapped. I was GETTING IT DONE, DARN IT!
I shut my bedroom door and locked it. My mom and husband could deal with the kids. I spent a whole week writing/researching/editing/writing, writing, writing.
I was down to the last three chapters, and while I wanted to take a break so very desperately, I doubled down again. I would finish the story by Saturday, June 17.
On Thursday, I couldn’t sleep because I was so anxious to get it done. I wrote from 2:30 to 5:30 am in addition to all the writing during the day. On Friday, I stayed up and wrote until 4 am. I closed the day out at having written 17,236 words in 26 hours.
I HUSTLED. And a book baby will be born at the beginning of July.
Luck didn’t do it. Hustling did. Got a goal? Hustle for it!
Now, I’m just exhausted and don’t know what do with not obsessing over this story, lol!