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miss_critic in various writing communities reminded me that i really need a dedicated, focused crit group or partner.
partly for motivation, but also because i'm just not sure what i'm doing voice- and style-wise is working effectively.
another post bybachsoprano reminded me of the emotional toil that i'm setting myself up for by taking on the projects i want to work on. From Slaughter's Mountain is an exhausting exercise for me. not just because of the research and the particularity of working out the nuances of the voices, but also emotionally because of the intensity of the people's whose heads i need to get into and what they are experiencing. i find myself a wee bit resistent on this level ~ the reluctance of getting into a bucket and descending into a dark well (just had a flash of Penny in The Rescuers there ~ ha).
anyone else waste time stalling because they're trepidatious about the road ahead? that's the only reason i can come up with for my hesitation. i've got work to do!
i wouldn't call it a block ~ i'm writing in drips and drops, but not concerted toward a specific goal. i have a hard time understanding how i could turn out 900 pages of a single novel between 1990-1992 (figure 450 pages a year) in addition to everything else i was doing at that time. i wrote more than 600 pages in 2005 (400 on Reconstruction, 150 on The Kidnapped Christ, and then a lot of miscellaneous short things) so it's not that i'm not putting words out. i just feel like it's not accruing into anything worthwhile (TKC was mostly a wash and i've decided i don't like my Recon stuff or its format). so all-in-all, not a very productive year. no real "draft" of anything to speak of. Eleison was my only "success" and technically it was a holdover from 2004.
this year i need to finish drafts and finish rewrites of drafts. a quarter of the year is already eaten up, but i feel like i've been making important progress in terms of bringing the disparate aspects of my fictional world together, so i'm not going to get after myself for the slow start.
all right, speaking of slow starts, my morning is slipping away, so i'm off to tackle the last of my messy folders and then start throwing down some words.
man, the birds are just chittering away out there.
must be spring.
: D
miss_critic in various writing communities reminded me that i really need a dedicated, focused crit group or partner.partly for motivation, but also because i'm just not sure what i'm doing voice- and style-wise is working effectively.
another post by
bachsoprano reminded me of the emotional toil that i'm setting myself up for by taking on the projects i want to work on. From Slaughter's Mountain is an exhausting exercise for me. not just because of the research and the particularity of working out the nuances of the voices, but also emotionally because of the intensity of the people's whose heads i need to get into and what they are experiencing. i find myself a wee bit resistent on this level ~ the reluctance of getting into a bucket and descending into a dark well (just had a flash of Penny in The Rescuers there ~ ha).anyone else waste time stalling because they're trepidatious about the road ahead? that's the only reason i can come up with for my hesitation. i've got work to do!
i wouldn't call it a block ~ i'm writing in drips and drops, but not concerted toward a specific goal. i have a hard time understanding how i could turn out 900 pages of a single novel between 1990-1992 (figure 450 pages a year) in addition to everything else i was doing at that time. i wrote more than 600 pages in 2005 (400 on Reconstruction, 150 on The Kidnapped Christ, and then a lot of miscellaneous short things) so it's not that i'm not putting words out. i just feel like it's not accruing into anything worthwhile (TKC was mostly a wash and i've decided i don't like my Recon stuff or its format). so all-in-all, not a very productive year. no real "draft" of anything to speak of. Eleison was my only "success" and technically it was a holdover from 2004.
this year i need to finish drafts and finish rewrites of drafts. a quarter of the year is already eaten up, but i feel like i've been making important progress in terms of bringing the disparate aspects of my fictional world together, so i'm not going to get after myself for the slow start.
all right, speaking of slow starts, my morning is slipping away, so i'm off to tackle the last of my messy folders and then start throwing down some words.
man, the birds are just chittering away out there.
must be spring.
: D
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