I’ve just waged war with my muse on 3 (count them, 3!) stories.
But let me start at the beginning.
Chapter 2 of Pirouette the Third nearly killed me. I couldn’t seem to want to write. I was scared that I was going to fuck it up. Even though this is draft 3, of possibly many more, and that I wanted to make good progress on it before Nanowrimo. So…..I’d decided to take a week break off of it to clear my head. That week ends Tuesday.
So that’s story #1. I’m still getting ideas and I’m still thinking about it, but I’m trying not to bludgeon myself to death over it. It’s a draft. Just like the first two. I’m still learning. And I’m committed to making this the best it can be and start querying agents with it. So….whatever needs to happen to make that possible, I’m all for it.
Then, I get hit, yet again, with the idea for the novella I Wake Up Alone. Yeah, I’d filed it away under To Be Done Sometime in the Next Decade, made its folder, jotted down a few notes, and called it good.
Then the idea of time travel hit me, and as these things often do, it melded into something far more interesting. And quite possibly more tragic. Then I realized that I couldn’t do another Time Traveler’s Wife. But before that lovely epiphany, I was knee-deep in a war with my muse. She wants me to write this damn thing, like right NOW, before Nano, and submit it. Okaaaaaaaay. Never mind that it’s just half-formed in my head and hello, it’s too similar to Time Traveler’s Wife. I decided a few nights ago to stop obcessing and come up with something more unique, or a unique form of time travel, or something.
So far, we’re doing okay on that front. I think about it, but I’m not obcessing. And I really like the time travel element.
Story #3: Soulfire. More nebulousness in my head. Knew the basics, but not the plot. Did some navel-gazing and brainstorming and have arrived at a rough outline. Today, whilst in the shower, Liana started talking to me in the form of journal entries. So I raced to the puter to type up the notes. My next thing is to write out some of these journal entries in her voice. It’s pre-work, so it works for Nano. And with what I got today, I CAN’T wait to write this book.
But for about a week, I was cycling between these 3, trying to figure out what would get me the most bang for my buck, so to speak, and what to put on the back burner, and what the hell to do with Pirouette the Third. I’ll tell you, it’s these times that make being a writer tough. Decisions, so many decisions! And this is just new stuff. None of the old stuff that’s been patiently waiting like Darkweaver, Surrender, or What Lies Beneath. All totally shiny in their own ways, but languishing. Hopefully next year I can work on at least one of them.
So that’s the deal. I came in with 3 stories and landed up with 1. Well, 2 if you count Pirouette the Third. And my eye is firmly set on publication, so I’m still heading in that direction. Fun stuff.