After a semester off from writing at all, today, I started again. I reread everything I had edited since my last draft, and honestly, I’m quite happy with myself.
But now I’m kind of stuck again. Maybe I just don’t have the story where I want it. Maybe I need to rethink more of the plot than I thought.
More when I’ve figured out where the heck this book is going…
I’m back to it. Writing, that is. My year was extremely busy, and I found it difficult to write anything. Now, however, it’s summer, and I’m ready.
My goal has been to write a bit everyday. I upped the goal to 5000 words/week as of Monday. So far, that’s been a bit too much, but I’m trying.
I’m rewriting the beginning of my novel, and that’s always difficult because the beginning is where you introduce the characters, the world, the language… It’s coming along, but it’s slow. I’m hoping it’ll go faster when I get past the introductions.
But gosh I love this story.
So that’s a good start.
The 7th sentence of the 77th page in Markus Zusak’s The Book Thief.
“All the kids were mashed, right before her eyes, and in a moment of brilliance, she imagined herself reading the entire page in faultless, fluency-filled triumph.”
It’s been a while.
Medical school is busy. Very busy. I haven’t written much.
But I’m back! For quite a long time, I’ve been trying to write a short story version of my novel in an attempt to iron out the kinks in the plot and boil it down to the main threads.
But I can’t do it. I don’t write short stories well because there isn’t enough time for character development. And trying to fit my novel into a short story has proven too difficult for me. Unfortunately, my novel still needs a lot of figuring out, and a summary of some sort would be helpful. What to do…
I remembered that I wrote an epic poem version of a novel I wrote with a friend once, and I actually really enjoyed doing that. So that’s what I’m doing now. I’m writing an epic poem version of my novel.
What’s the difference between the short story and the epic poem? The poem doesn’t require any dialogue or description, and I can just tell the story in short stanzas. Seriously, this is a great way to write a synopsis-type-thing for a novel.
Below is a snippet of what I’ve written so far:
Two kingdoms at war
One above and one below
An Underlander ambassador assassinated
Left no choice
Bloodshed for years
No end in sight
A spy allowing assassins through
To kill the Underland general
At a stalemate even so
More years of struggle
Leading to a conditional peace
To end the death
A decade later
Two men, barely more than youths
Happen upon in the mines
Crystals of old
Forged by magicians
A legend for both kingdoms
Never found until now
“They followed Betty in single file, first Jack, then Stephanie, Leslie, and Randy, all with hands raised.”
7th sentence of the 77th page of House by Frank Peretti and Ted Dekker.
Well, it’s been a while.
And I haven’t written anything.
Not writing makes me sad, and, not to make excuses, but I just started medical school and things are hectic. What’s more, I’m in a place on my novel that has me a little overwhelmed. The feedback is in, and I have a lot to change.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and I believe I almost know what I need to write. However, it requires changing a lot of core moments and ideas in my story.
Seriously. I know I just need to sit down and start writing. Maybe I should get off Tumblr…
Just know that I’m still here. And I will begin to write again. But right now, I need a break.
And that’s okay.
“He was surprised that they selected a planet instead of a mere star and stuck to their choice; could it be possible that they understood astronomy?”
7th sentence of page 77 in Out of the Silent Planet, the first book of “The Cosmic Trilogy” by C. S. Lewis.