The Thing I Was Trying To Write

My work-in-progress (WIP) looks nothing like it used to.

Cee R.
2 min readNov 22, 2022

I started These Ghosts of Ours — which I hesitantly call a novel — an embarrasingly long time ago, as a teenager.

I’ve actually probably been working on it for half my life at this point, although I’ve had massive breaks of years when I didn’t do anything on it at all because my life was imploding in various ways, shapes, and forms. 😅

(If I’m lucky I may finish These Ghosts of Ours by the time I’m 100! Woo!)

‘The Thing I Was Trying To Write’ title with a desk holding a typewriter and a vase of sunflowers
Image: author’s own, made with Canva

It keeps morphing.

These Ghosts of Ours is barely recognisable from its starting point…

✍️ The main characters have changed entirely.

Side characters who cropped up halfway through those early versions now have centre stage. A prior Love Interest has been more-or-less sidelined ( though she remains unhappy about it.)

✍️ The setting is different.

I’m not trying to set things in London, which was never truly gonna be me.

Instead, we’re right here in my beloved Wales.

✍️ The plot is almost 100%…

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Cee R.

Writer, poet, (book) blogger @ dorareads.co.uk , Queer, weird, & a tad peculiar. Bookish rebel. Welsh as a tractor on the M4. Buy me a coffee @ ko-fi.com/ceearr