Thursday, November 7, 2013
Day 6: Wherein I Lose My Grip
I sat down to write my 1667+ yesterday evening. I was being so good. I cooked chili in the crock pot so I wouldn't be bothered with dinner. We even ate early so I could get right to work after Jeopardy. (Cuz I gots to flex the brain muscles, donchaknow.) Problem was when I sat down and tried to pick up the thread of the story, it occurred to me that I couldn't remember some of the characters I'd already dropped into the story.
So I went back over the text, scanning for people names, in order to make a character sheet. Easy enough.
It was at that point that a little lightbulb went off over my head. It's possible I have taken a way larger bite than I could possibly chew. You know, since I picked the hardest possible genre to write quickly - especially when you consider I didn't do any pre-planning. I mean, seriously... fantasy? With all its inherent world-building? "Are you freakin' nuts?" I said to myself. "Of course," I replied.
I can't even keep the freakin' names straight and I'm supposed to keep a whole new system of magic, within a whole different world, all up in my head??? WTF was I thinking??
But I am forging ahead. Oh, there are definite flaws. Like getting one character mixed up with another character and giving girl #2 the traits meant for girl #1 while totally forgetting I even named girl #1 several chapters earlier. And what the hell did I mean when I said X back in chapter 2 only to have it be completely weird by chapter 5?
But I am forging ahead. Even though I have no firm idea where any of this is headed.
Sure, as I was laying down for a nap, I had a great idea pop into my head for a whole new beginning which would make the goals and motivations so much clearer. When I woke up a little later, it occurred to me that no matter how I write my 'great idea', it's going to look like a total ripoff of part of Terry Brooks' Elfstones of Shannara. Good thing I caught that before I wrote several thousand words toward down that path. Sheesh.
But I'm forging ahead. Not sure how firm my grip on sanity is at this moment.
Heh. That's NaNo, I guess.
:wanders away to pick flowers off the wallpaper: