Fresh Eyes

My novel outlining class doesn’t begin until mid-September, so I have some time on my hands. I’m kind of stuck with regard to my novel right now anyway. I only have part of the outline written and I’m not even sure if the way I formatted it is working for me. So I’m taking a break.

In the meantime, I’ve begun revising a short story I wrote about 5 years ago. It’s been sitting on my desk probably because I got bored of it. It’s the millionth draft, and when I looked at it the other day I saw more revisions that I can make. Looking at it now, with fresh eyes, I’m excited to work on it again.

Setting Myself Up For Failure?

As I mentioned previously, I write better (or more or, period) when I have structure and deadlines. I take writing classes mostly online (some live, some self-paced) to provide myself with both. So in the next couple of weeks I’m taking a single-session class on doing research in fiction and on revising. I signed up for a six-week novel outlining class (because I’m stuck on mine) and a four-week class on writing about disabilities (because it’s what my work-in-progress is about) that begin in September and October respectively.

I’m a little worried that I’m setting myself up for failure because I signed up for classes that overlap. I’ve done that before, and it was messy even though I turned in my work on time. But, while I’m certain the outlining class will be taught again, I’m not sure that the disabilities class will, which is why I want to take advantage of it.

We’ll see how it goes.


At the rate I’m going I’ll probably have more than one post entitled, “Procrastination.” I haven’t written since the last time I posted. To be honest, I feel lost without the structure and deadlines of taking a class. And my class just ended this week.

The class I took was called Read Like A Writer and it was HARD. I haven’t done a close reading of fiction or poetry in about twenty years. Maybe more. As I did the assignments, I felt like I was just reading into things, into the text, basically making shit up. I struggled with the homework, but I did complete them.

The next class I’m taking is called Outlining Your Novel, which I really need. I have much of my outline done, and have written a few parts. Now I feel like I’m stuck.


I’m Barb Natividad. I write mostly short stories and some memoir-type essays. I finished a draft of a full-length memoir but couldn’t remember all the details, so I’m turning it into a novel. I’ve learned that there is so much freedom in writing fiction. I hope you’ll join me on my writing journey.