Stalling out is part of the process
May. 27th, 2024 06:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annavereBooks:
Lately heard that Paul Auster has passed away. I went through a phase (twelve years ago at least) where I really enjoyed his work. I hope someday to return to being able to easily enjoy literary fiction, but I've been in a drought these past few years. This happened before I discovered fandom, or even started writing. Emotionally, it just wasn't making me happy anymore and I stopped trying to force it. I have recently been enjoying A Dance to the Music of Time, so maybe it's starting to turn around for me.
Television:
SGA is really turning into a bloodbath. Where did my happy show go?
Also, the loss of Elizabeth Weir really gutted the show's internal logic and narrative heart. I'm still enjoying the episodes and like the remaining characters, but it feels like an alternate dimension and I keep getting these pangs of loss.
Writing:
A dozen small changes made during my Jeremiah sequel rewrite have culminated in part nine being completely, top to bottom, wrong. The basic concept is still correct, but nigh every scene has characters not being where they are supposed to be or having inadequate reactions to events and each other. Complete reconfiguration is required. Less writing, more thinking and mapping. It was bound to happen at some point. I guess it's a good sign it took so long.
Taking advantage of this to reorganize my messy WIP folders, an overdue chore. I have segregated the plotbunnies into one single file, while everything that is mapped out enough to qualify for WIP status is getting a shiny individual file, and now I've got a cacophony of projects clamoring for my attention, tempting me away from my megalith.
Lately heard that Paul Auster has passed away. I went through a phase (twelve years ago at least) where I really enjoyed his work. I hope someday to return to being able to easily enjoy literary fiction, but I've been in a drought these past few years. This happened before I discovered fandom, or even started writing. Emotionally, it just wasn't making me happy anymore and I stopped trying to force it. I have recently been enjoying A Dance to the Music of Time, so maybe it's starting to turn around for me.
Television:
SGA is really turning into a bloodbath. Where did my happy show go?
Also, the loss of Elizabeth Weir really gutted the show's internal logic and narrative heart. I'm still enjoying the episodes and like the remaining characters, but it feels like an alternate dimension and I keep getting these pangs of loss.
Writing:
A dozen small changes made during my Jeremiah sequel rewrite have culminated in part nine being completely, top to bottom, wrong. The basic concept is still correct, but nigh every scene has characters not being where they are supposed to be or having inadequate reactions to events and each other. Complete reconfiguration is required. Less writing, more thinking and mapping. It was bound to happen at some point. I guess it's a good sign it took so long.
Taking advantage of this to reorganize my messy WIP folders, an overdue chore. I have segregated the plotbunnies into one single file, while everything that is mapped out enough to qualify for WIP status is getting a shiny individual file, and now I've got a cacophony of projects clamoring for my attention, tempting me away from my megalith.
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Date: 2024-05-30 03:01 am (UTC)My sequel... Last estimate, it's gonna be around 400,000 words? Structured as twenty "episodes." Mildly insane. I started it before I knew any better, and it's not overstating it to say that this project, with its constant revisions, is what taught me how to write all the short, completed fics I have on AO3.