My first blog about my first book.

Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness.  One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some voice whom one can neither resist nor understand.  (Orwell)

Am I an author? Not yet. And I never will be, unless I finish the book I am working on right now. But the reason I’m not writing my book at this particular moment is because I don’t know what comes next. I don’t know how Newton is going to reply to Chancellor, or what they’ll do after that. Simple writer’s block, obviously, but in my case the problem runs deeper. Because the real truth is that I am succumbing to the voice that is questioning whether I should be writing this book at all. Because, even though I am five chapters and five months into a 25-chapter book, I don’t know if I will ever be able to finish it. And if I do, will anyone read it? Will anyone like it? Will anyone love it? Are the jokes as funny as I thought they were when I wrote them? Is the story compelling? Or is it convoluted and confusing? What in the world got into me to make me think I could ever be a writer? to write a kids’ book, no less! I must be kidding myself!!

But yet I must press on. I will. I have to. Why? WHY?? I’ll tell you why: Because I’ve always dreamed of being an author. Because it’s too much fun (except when it’s not). Because my daughter is writing it with me (giving me all the best plot twist ideas). Because I’ve fallen in love with the characters and I really hope that someone else will love them as much as I do.  Because I’m dying to know how it will end. Because this particular book has never been written — this story has never been told — and it needs to be. It’s just crying out to be written (even if it is just a figment of my imagination). Because God is an author, and I want to be more like him.  And, if nothing else, because my great-grandchildren are just going to love reading this silly little story!

So that’s enough reasons to keep going, don’t you think?

Anyways, I decided to start chronicling my journey through this jungle of authorship. Every time I get writer’s block, I’ll post something here on this blog. I’ll journal about the excruciatingly painful difficulty of pulling a story out of thin air. I’ll complain profusely and whine unapologetically and air out all my stress and confusion. And maybe some writers out there will commiserate with me and help me to keep going — to snap out of it and get back to the book. Or at the very least, if this attempt at authorship actually drives me to an early grave, I will have left a documented trail to warn other would-be writers — to ward them off from the hazards and miseries of this Dantean nightmare.

So if you’re a glutton to read the grim and gory details of a hapless, untrained, inexperienced mountain-climber desperately trying to scale the granite cliff of ink-slinging, word-smithing and story-crafting, tune in. This ought to be quite the spectacle.

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3 Responses to My first blog about my first book.

  1. Dr. Joe Aldrich says:

    Kevin, It has come to my attention when Howard Hendricks was watching the Kevin Mote channel on his big screen, that you were writing a children’s book? Howard was about to turn the channel to the James Small channel when C S Lewis stormed into Howard’s castle telling him to turn the channel to the K-Mote channel. That’s when Howard summoned me to make haste at once ( a word he learn from Lewis) to Howard’s place and could I bring Dad, Mitchell, Radmacher, and Beethoven, Ryrie, Hill, Handel, Gurnell, Luther basically all the guys I play hoops with to come over to Hendricks place. Hendricks had all of us fine a chair and together we watched you write your blog and all of us had plenty of comments we called out to you. It was great time spent. Mitchell, (who seemed to yell out louder than the rest of us) said you should add some fishing to your writing process. If you get writers block that the action of fishing, especially when the fish are not biting is where his writers bock vanishes for him. Dad (Willard) said he really never cared for writing books really, that it was all forced really and that he really proffered to check out steam trains and sermonize. Gurnell was adamant that you keep your writings t a reasonable word count as to not let the reader lose interest. Hill just kept saying “Hit em Kevin, hit em!” Lewis kept saying he really liked your characters. Ryrie wanted you to include study notes to help the reader. Handel kept reinforcing that a story or music needs to scrape the Milky Way in high story arches. Beethoven said you were doing just fine and could everyone pipe down so he could enjoy the show. Luther wants to post a note on your door telling you what he things needs to happen, but God said absolute not! Radmacher said, ” As long as your not using the King James language, you have really nothing to worry about.”

    Kevin, As your former Bible College President, I just want to encourage to not over think any of it. Just run with it and it’s great that your daughter has a part in keeping you fresh. Also, Encourage you to laugh all the way thru. Who cares what others think, write it the way you see it and understand the characters. I never did that!

    Joe

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    • kmote00 says:

      Dr. Joe. First of all, I want to thank you for taking the time to comment on my blog. Particularly because now, if the book gig doesn’t work out, I can at least publish and sell your signed comment and earn a tidy retirement from it. (After proving its authenticity, of course. But since you signed it, that shouldn’t be difficult.) I do feel the need to caution you on one point, however. I see by your email address that you are apparently associating with Dr. James Small, and that concerns me. While it is true that Small has a way of making people laugh so hard that they snort their evening apple juice all over the dadburn computer monitor, and while its true that his humorous encouragements have a way of being exactly what you need to pull you out of the grey and gloomy clouds of self-doubt, Mr. Small is, nevertheless, a vagabond that you would do well to keep a wary eye on. He has known ties with Middle Eastern wealth and he was seen, on more than one occasion, stealing away with the Multnomah bus. He has also several time been charged with impersonating a nationally known evangelist, and (although the charges were eventually thrown out of court), I have personally been conned by him on more than one occasion to believe that he likes me for more than just my money. Please understand that I say this in all candor. He seems on the outside like one of the greatest friends on earth, but I strongly suspect that is just a carefully constructed front for a more devious activity that I believe he refers to as “ministry.” I would not be surprised at all to find out that he is actually a closet Bible reader. (Knowing him, he probably even dips into the OLD testament from time to time!) Please be on your guard, Dr. Joe.

      Oh, and by the way — why have you never invited me to your basketball games??

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  2. Jimmy Small says:

    Kev, Please don’t leave that Joe comment up on your blog. I know you want serious feedback and responses. I had to add my Dr. Joe to your blog …… Not an email. Do as you wish. I was glad to see you are writing. It really encouraged me about my friends journey’s! My Dr. Joe comment did have some serious pieces in it. But it as to make you laugh too!

    Jim

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