Show Me in this Novel where the Author Touched You.
On a related note, I think I might be going to go and work on my novel again! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha yeahIknowgoodone.
Been on a writing hiatus since NanoWriMo ended, which is sad because I should be keeping at it, if it weren’t for all these unimportant things like work wobbling back into my line of vision. Already I’m thinking, this might be bigger than I can handle for a first work. Too many characters sharing the main protagonist billing, too many changes in perspective, reads a little too much like supernatural mystery fiction; half the time I can’t even detect where my pants have gone, much less flesh out an intelligent murder mystery that would make Agatha Christie proud. A fifty eight thousand nine hundred seventy eight word count, barely halfway done, and expected to climb up to the high one hundred twenty thousands. Eighty-something pages of complete and utter bull.
Reading Stephen King’s On Writing at what little leisure I could muster; the man says to keep it up even when floundering, without form or style; to refrain myself from editing pages and excerpts without seeing the whole thing through.
And then he talks about nearly getting run over by a truck. Even as potential roadkill the man is a genius.
So, hiatus lifting tomorrow. By January, I hope to have at least 100,000 crappy words ready for revisioning, MAYBE even dribble out a few excerpts here. In the worse case scenario, if it really does suck, it would make for nice enough fodder over at fanfiction.net.
Yeah. What the hell does Stephen King know about writing anyway, right?
