I can’t get the words on the paper (or screen) lately.
I feel like I have a pretty damn good idea for a novel. I’ve gotten about 1/4 of the way through an outline. I think it will be very enjoyable to write, and I hope that will translate into the story.
I just can’t seem to get going on it.
I haven’t had a problem like this before. It’s not like I’m opening up the document and staring at it. Rather, I’m just not even trying.
It’s true that I came to a place in the outline where I didn’t know the next direction, but that’s never stopped me before with any of the short stories I’ve written. I usually just plow through it and something turns up. Even if I have to delete a bunch of it because I’ve discovered a better idea midway through.
I’ve been doing some music projects lately. I did a 13 minute cover of “Goodbye Sky Harbor” by Jimmy Eat World, which was a blast. I also did a little cover of the Beatles “I’m Only Sleeping.” Fun little things to do. But still – nothing really original (cept for the sake of some minor musical changes). I guess they’ve been taking the place of writing as my creative outlet in the recent weeks. Maybe I’ll post them sometime.
I recently read a post by Chuck Wendig that if you write a mere 350 words a day for 5 days a week, something that sounds totally plausible, you will have written 91,000 words in a year.
I think that is a totally workable formula, even for someone like me who sometimes works three 12 hour shifts back-to-back-to-back. Well I just wanted to vent my frustration for a moment. Now if I could only get cracking. . .