Aug. 13th, 2008
Story Breakthrough!
Aug. 13th, 2008 06:55 pmAnother thousand-word day, today. Those have been happening a lot more regularly, lately. If I can slay the demon consistency and maintain that rate, that's about four novels a year. Even if the first few aren't salable, you'd have to guess that after three or four, I would be able to produce a manuscript that will sell. I don't think I'm that far from it, actually, but I guess it pays to have realistic hopes. For now, I'm pleased to be producing consistently, pretty much every time I sit down to work.
But far, far more exciting in the short term is the fact that I finally broke through the logjam of the last two weeks. I had just stalled out about 3/4 of the way through outlining the story. I didn't know where I ought to go next in pulling all the threads together and winding towards a climax. Now, I know how the book ends, and have a clearer idea of how I have to get there. O, joy. To be fair, I've been making steady progress fleshing out scenes that I already knew had to be written, but my sense of total vagueness about how the hell the story was going to wrap up was preying on my mind. Now, I'm tearing along at breakneck speeds, trying to get it all down before it evaporates again. Tonight it was hard to tear myself away from the keyboard to get off the train at the right station because I was so busy getting it all down. I love it when the fire hits me like that. A book. I believe I will write a book. Good golly.
But far, far more exciting in the short term is the fact that I finally broke through the logjam of the last two weeks. I had just stalled out about 3/4 of the way through outlining the story. I didn't know where I ought to go next in pulling all the threads together and winding towards a climax. Now, I know how the book ends, and have a clearer idea of how I have to get there. O, joy. To be fair, I've been making steady progress fleshing out scenes that I already knew had to be written, but my sense of total vagueness about how the hell the story was going to wrap up was preying on my mind. Now, I'm tearing along at breakneck speeds, trying to get it all down before it evaporates again. Tonight it was hard to tear myself away from the keyboard to get off the train at the right station because I was so busy getting it all down. I love it when the fire hits me like that. A book. I believe I will write a book. Good golly.