So here we are again. Didn’t I tell you I’d probably need to do these weekly? Since my last update, I’ll be honest. My words have not been flowing freely. Whenever I try to add more to the word count, I find I need to delete a few lines. So really, I’m not getting anywhere. It’s sooooo frustrating. I think this story is becoming…ugh, I can’t believe I’m saying this…stilted. It feels dry. Something isn’t working (still!) and I don’t know how to fix it. I want to cry.
The problem is simple: I have a very short attention span. Perhaps not as short as my (almost) 4 year old niece, but quite clearly getting there. I swear I wasn’t always like this. I get so bored easily with what I’m writing. Like last night, I had this AMAZING!!! Idea, and so I wrote it down carefully, and had character names and also, haha, this is funny; I put down the ‘cliches’ so my future self when I read it back can KNOW NOT TO WRITE THE STORY INVOLVING THESE THINGS!!! But hey, maybe my future self will be even worse and think “ah to hell with it”. Perhaps cliche’s will be cool? Weirder things have happened.
So I wrote down the names, the ‘do not do these cliches’ and then sort of wrote the plot…and that’s a loose ‘sort of’ because y’know…terrible. Since I’ve read SO many books, and there are certain things (I believe you hipsters call them ‘tropes’) that I like about these books, it’s bloody bloody hard (see, I’m laying off the swears this time. Aren’t you proud?) to AVOID these favourite things when writing your own story. I mean, I’m sure it’s easier once you’ve written a few books. But the problem IS that I also want to write what I enjoy. You feel me? Anyway, it’s mind blogging. I mean, boggling. Damn it, brain. CONCENTRATE!
The issue with my WIP is, to put it mildly, fucked. Oh, there I go.
Also, side note: I’m sick of changing the font to Heading 6 every time I start a new paragraph. >_> WordPress you fail sometimes!
*tightens fists* Okay, I’m calm. I’ve changed bits in my WIP where Jane now is the only POV, she’s met Dominic but she DOESN’T know who/what he is, and I’ve tried to add bits here and there to pad it out. It’s slow going, and I might be about 50 years old by the time it gets finished, but hey…
Maybe I’ll start something new on the side? Hell, I have about 20 different stories “on the side” and none of them are going far. You’ll have to excuse me.
Occasionally I question my reason for being a writer. I wonder if maybe I should try something else, and then I freak out because oh god, I don’t know what else I like! Before I decided to do writing ‘professionally’ I didn’t know what i wanted to do. I tried acting (spent a fortune on lessons) and that went south. I tried singing (a fortune on lessons) and well, I knew that wasn’t going to go far because I don’t exactly have the skills to make it. I still enjoy singing, though. But then I realised I enjoyed writing, and I thought fuck it, I’ll do this for a career. Shame I haven’t finished anything. Send help.
I wish blogging could be a paid career. Wait…that’s journalism, isn’t it? Yeah, I can’t do that. I need a degree. I’m way past the time for that. Anyway, I’m rambling now. Maybe if I write a new story, or try to, I can switch between that and the other one, and perhaps within the next decade I can finish. Oh fingers crossed. Like, toes and legs crossed too. You just go ahead and cross every limb you can, yeah? That’s a good..person.
I’m gonna go now, and finish watching Star Trek (the 09 movie, because mmm Chris Pine). I’ll talk to you next week! (I know I’m writing this the day before it’s published. I’m weird that way. 😀 )