I am officially kicking this year’s NaNo’s ass. I wanted to get the whole 50k done before Dragon Age: Inquisition came out, and I’m pretty much on track for meeting that deadline.
The only thing I need is a good title. I want some comic-book-esque: Fatima and the Building of Death! Fatima in The Doom Experiment! Something like that.
I have been writing, but nothing long and nothing good. I’ve picked back up a fanfic that I started in high school approximately a thousand years ago. I need to finish it. I’m not in that fandom – and that fandom probably doesn’t even exist at this point – but I’m compelled to return to it.
Has that ever happened to you? I’ve never bought into the muse theory, where a creator is subject to the whims of a powerful and independent creation, but I have to admit that there might be a grain of truth to it. Or it might just be pride: this is something I have to do to prove to myself… something.
As far as SQ, the novel that I create this blog for/about, I’m still struggling through it. The plot has actually grown more nebulous the more time I spend on it. I keep tossing out characters and storylines, and while that has made things simpler it’s also made the story much full of holes. Enough to fill the Albert Hall, in fact.
Hopefully everyone else on the blogosphere is faring better!
SQ: Chapter Three
Word count: 1154
Working on: Shawnta’s made her way toward the water to meet with the witch of the city, who she believes she has to defeat in order to get back home.
Problems: Describing shit has never been my forte. I prefer to describe around them, spiraling close by never actually getting to the point where I write what is happening/being seen.
Successes: I’m beginning to get a better sense of events in Shawnta’s childhood and how they’ve affected her current identity.
Sample: “It was a strange jewel in its setting of trash. A perfect witch house.”
My NaNoWriMo novel in 2009 was an urban YA fantasy set in modern day New York City. The main character was a young Japanese-American girl who stumbled through the rabbit hole between reality and the spirit realm, and then had to collect four items to barter her way back to her home.
Ok idea? Not particularly original, but it had elements that I liked, namely the relationship that main character formed with the girl who was supposed to be her adversary. Like all my NaNo attempts, the writing was mind-blowingly awful. I’ll blame that on the time constraints and not my intellectual ones.
I’ve had half-hearted delusions of grandeur for ages and my New Year’s resolutions usual include some sort of ambition of authorship, but besides doing NaNoWriMo and drabbling a few paragraphs of fanfic sporadically, I haven’t done much to accomplish any of my goals. In fact, I started this blog last summer in hopes that I’d be writing about my novel attempt. And clearly that went nowhere.
So here’s to giving it another go. I love authors’ blogs, and while this is obviously counting chickens before they hatch, it’d be cool/sweet/epic to have a blog of posts describing my creative habits during the writing session. And even if I don’t write – or do, but write too poorly for even vanity presses to consider publishing it – it’d still be a somewhat interesting blog. There are tons of publications about striving against opposition toward success, but I can’t think of any about striving and failing. Or striving and achieving mediocrity. I can be the first!
There should be a word for the want-to-write mood. Like hungry or thirsty, for when the muse organ needs to be attended to.
This mood needs to stop striking me while I’m at work.
Will this help me stick to my resolution of writing more? And better? With the intention of showing it to other people?
Time will tell. I’m optimistic.