Okay, something serious happened while working on "Invisible". I can't call it a derailment. Maybe a volcanic explosion. I could ponder on better ecological or mechanical metaphors to describe the failure I ran into, but that will get boring very fast. Instead, here is what happened: I wrote parts.
What does that mean specifically? Instead of writing the whole thing through, I wrote little scenes to add in later. I have read that isn't always a bad idea, in fact I dealt with sticking a part I wrote for "Blues" (last year's project) and didn't run into problems. To be cliche, lightning doesn't strike twice.
Then again, "Invisible" has been in pre-production for about ten years and I have rewritten the prologue more than three times. I discovered, while writing the prologue for the fourth time, that the best draft was written around November of last year. Needless to say, I was pissed. So I decided to finish the prologue from November, combine it with some new details, and another part of another drafted prologue. Not surprising, it all blew up in my face.
Defeated, I started working on another novella, the one I write about in this entry, the idea about the amateur spotter. Yeah, it became a novella. (I will be working on and off on this alongside "Invisible". This project will be known as "Wind".) I got to the first 2,000 words and also stopped there. I haven't written a thing since, until now.
It's simple to say that I need to get back to working on "Invisible" and tackle that prologue. Yeah, it would be. And so, I sit before my laptop waiting for inspiration to give me a swift kick in the ass. Unless I act without waiting, it'll be another age before I do it again. Sure, this time around I have bigger problems but it's what I need to know how to face. So if you excuse me, I have a prologue's ass to kick.
P.S.: I'm shocked Neil Young wrote this song. Sure, Wikipedia says that the original take was not as happy, but the lyrics don't present that right away.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
It's time to emerge from the shadows... Or: Good Lord, don't write parts before writing the whole novel.
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novel project 2 the revenge,
reading,
somewhat epic fail,
writing
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