10 days left…

Until NaNoWriMo and I still don’t know what I’m going to write.

I’ve been procrastinating, focusing a lot on the story I’m writing for my critique group, and now I’m hitting the panic stage, lol. Well, it’s more of a nervous titter than an actual laugh, but ‘lol’ will do.

So first the positive; my critique group story is going really well! I’ll call it CG story for now. I haven’t titled it, as I can’t think of a goddammed thing. I’m sure something will turn up. Anyway, it’s inspired by scenes from two movies; The Ninth Gate and The Devil Rides Out/ The Devil’s Bride. My story is basically ‘guy tries to stop cultists from summoning a demon’ with a few twists.

Thanks to Halloween being so close, I recently rewatched The Devil’s Bride, and it made me rethink one of the fixes I’d planned from of the critiques I’d received.  Namely, I’d unintentionally introduced two of the MCs as a couple/coworkers. Since they barely know each other, I’d intended to make it clear that they weren’t. Now however, after refreshing my memory of the source materials, I’m going to take that unintended link and use it to write a ‘one week earlier’ scene that I hadn’t realized I needed until now.

But before I can get working on that, there’s NaNo. I know I could rebel and work on bits and pieces of various stories, including my CG story. I’ve done that before. I just really wanted to do a traditional NaNo this year.

I’ve gone over my list of unwritten stories and can feel a bit of a zing from a few of them, but mostly it’s been a bit… meh. I was feeling frustrated about it and started analyzing it over the last few days. I think I know a few reasons why.

  1. Most years I use NaNo to escape from life. Lately though, I’ve been pretty happy. I’m the healthiest I’ve been in twenty years, I’m writing on a semi-regular basis, and nothing crisis-like has happened in at least six months. I basically don’t have anything to escape from, so I need to work on how I think about writing.
  2. A lot of my story ideas have some pretty dark and heavy elements. I’m just not feeling it; my inner monster is feeling rather sleepy these days. I want to write something happy, dammit.

So I either have to take one of those unwritten story ideas and rework it, which makes me anxious, or come up with something brand new, which also makes me anxious. I’m leaning toward the first; if I can’t fix/adapt an old story, I shouldn’t call myself a writer!

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I’m back

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I know, gone for ages, no word, no nice chats about writing, plotlines, anxiety, etc. Sorry not sorry. But I’m going to try and be back properly, and not just because NaNo is on the horizon.

I didn’t really intend to disappear off wordpress without a word, but distractions abounded and I not only wasn’t writing, I didn’t even want to think about writing. Part of this came from trying to figure out what to bring to the local critique group.

My writerly modus operandi is to do a bulk writing fest (such as during NaNoWriMo) and then never look at it again. This didn’t work for the group (surprise!). Not only were they giving me excellent advise on my writing, which meant I had to do re-writes on the rough drafts I’d been presenting, but I actually had to have the next bit ready to go for the same review. All too often, the next bit either wasn’t written, or didn’t fit the new direction I was inspired to go from the critique.

So, not really fun, and a bit stressful. I was thrilled when the group took the summer off, because it meant I could reevaluate what the hell I was doing, and maybe even get my act together before we met again in the fall.

Another reason I wasn’t blogging is because I was going through a hermit phase. Other introverts will understand; all I wanted to do was shut off the world, listen to music, and read fluff. Which is exactly what I did.

Final reason (not that I really need reasons): the few times I did want to blog/diarize, it wasn’t about writing. That stuff got posted on my personal blog, which has nothing to do with writing and isn’t something I share with anyone, mostly because I don’t see why anyone other than me would be interested in hearing me whine or humble brag.

So that’s why I’ve been gone. Fortunately, I’m feeling the itch again, so hopefully I’ll get back into the habit of regular posts.

 

Brainz, brainz….

I’m in desperate need of a functional one.

I haven’t been posting again, mostly because I can’t figure out what the hell I want to write this year. The stories with complete plot lines aren’t sizzling for me, and while I’ve had a plethora of plotbunnies hit me in the last week (okay, only 3, but that’s still a lot for me), they’re all just vague concepts at this point.

It’s tempting to pants it this year, but I already know that I can’t actually do that (oh the bitter failures). Wah, I just want to find something, get organized, and start typing at the stroke of midnight next Tuesday!

Only six more days till I have to start this party, and I have no idea what I’ll do!

Nano Prep – Oct. 9

I’ve been putting off nano stuff because well, I’m feeling a bit anxious, but also because I’ve been splitting my attention between a lot of different things lately, so it’s taken till today to finally sit down and look at what to write this year.

A part of me says I should finish that one goddammed novel I’ve worked on thru two nanos. I’m 70% done the rough draft, after all. But I’m leaning toward ‘no’. I am hoping to hit that some time after nano, when I need to write but can’t stand to look at this year’s nano project another second.

Instead, my real interest is in starting something fresh; that is, something I haven’t written a word of before. Which still leaves me with plenty of choices. I’ve got a large crop of plot bunnies running around, so this might take a while, and I’ve only got so much time to prep before November!

I didn’t mean to take a month off

Given that this is a blog dedicated to my thoughts and feelings about writing, while I’m writing, it really isn’t all that surprising that when I took a break , I had no real impetus to blog, either.

That isn’t to say that I didn’t think about writing; I’ve spent a fair bit of time thinking about various stories, refining some, extending others. But all of it’s been in my head, so yeah, no writing, no blogging.

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I wish I could tell you all about all the work I’ve been doing editing. I really really do. All that has actually been happening is boring, and occasionally shitty, regular life stuff.

The most interesting things to happen in the past week:

  • I cleaned a bathroom (this may have been a highlight of my weekend)
  • Someone called in to work asking to speak to Dave. We have no Daves.
  • Someone in the office set their password to ‘chicken’ for a day
  • Teen mini-crisis made me arrive half an hour late for work
  • Watched my youngest cry because their hair was frizzy

See? BORING. You’d think such depth of dullness would have me writing or editing out of sheer desperation. Sadly, this is not the case.