It’s crazy how much you learn about yourself when you write. You find out out the most beautiful things that amuse you and the most darkest things, that people generally hide. You learn how much you can push your mind. Writing a novel really pushes the limits of your imagination and even expands it once you’ve reached those limits. It really pins down how you perceive things and what things you tend to notice first when you describe stuff which is telling of the kind of person you are.
I’m steadily improving my writing as I go and I hope that aids in my revision and rewrites of different parts of the story. That’s when the fun is really going to begin, I have a feeling it’s going to take me longer to do that than it did for me to write the thing which I’ve been doing for nearly a solid month now ( much longer if I consider all the scrapped beginnings and not just the moment where I finally wrote something that stuck, years. lol.) Right now it’s just a chunk of unrefined clay, it’s over 50,000 words of ideas and a path, I would say I’m approaching the half-way mark. There is so many other ideas I want to throw out there to give it even more layers and texture.
And if someone is actually reading this shit which I doubt anyone is, thanks for letting me ramble, if not then I’m guessing there is some interesting implications behind that. “if a tree falls and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?” if I write something and no one reads it, did I really write anything at all? ok, now I’m just talking nonsense….
Ah, the highs and lows of writing. I’m currently set on high. I introduced one of my favorite characters, and it was quite fulfilling. This character is a specific tool, he lets me voice the more insightful things I have to say, love it. He just rolls out effortlessly. I can’t wait till I’m finished. I haven’t even introduced my MOST favorite characters yet which is funny because I’ve been writing for months now, a lot more if I include breaks. Some of the characters I haven’t written yet are specifically two of the three that were pretty much the only characters that I had before there was even a grounded story line.
Years ago, It was just them three and that was it with a very simplistic story that really didn’t have a backbone. And back then, they weren’t anywhere near what they are now. They’re very complex characters that I have trouble capturing them in ways because there is so many facets to them that I want to pin down properly. One person in my life that I use to love very much in particular heavily influenced one of the three, I really want to capture the transition and pain I felt from her.
P.S I love my prologue. It really captures my feelings about my life currently and what this journey means to me… something inside of me is screaming and begging me day and night for me to keep going even when I feel like giving up…
Keep going for what you dream for because one day you won’t be alive to even have a dream.
Good talk with my Uncle. He’s mostly a screenplay writer. I’m still trying to think of a title to encompass the entire series. I want something simple and snappy. A common one word… word. lol.
A medium that misrepresents whatever is seen through it.
the object of any prolonged endeavor
a story about supernatural beings or events
I’m leaning towards Prism. I don’t know. Anyways, good talk. It helped clear up some of my writer’s block.
Ugh! I really want to write this story, but I can’t seem to hit a sweet spot. It’s the starting out that has me. I feel like I NEED to write this story. I would love to have it be a book, I know it’s way more than good enough to be one. It’s about everything in my life. Everything that went right, everything that went wrong. The failure. The strong feeling of not feeling good enough. The tears, the sadness, the betrayal, the regret, and abandonment. The laughter. Everything that I love, everything I adore. The strong ties to real life people, and the inspiration they give me. Friendship, love, giving up, letting go. Moving on.. Death, letting yourself be happy. Dealing with loneliness. Religion, judgmental people, prejudice, and how some people can’t accept people with different ways of life.
It plays with a lot of these themes heavily. It has a lot of dark elements, but a lot of light elements too. I’m writing it in a way where the dark elements aren’t harsh and not just there for it to be dark. They’re there because I’ve been there.. I felt both negative and positive things life has to offer. It’s deeply epic, but starts off plain and focused on one person because that’s who the protagonist is in the start. Very self-focused and plain, or at least she feels that way. It quickly spirals into this large epic story. Then branches down into four others just as large. It all ties together nice but they can stand on their own.
I pull inspiration from EVERYTHING and I spin it in a way to make it my own.
The story is very abstract in ways,heavily artistic and large. Very large and intricate. This universe I’ve created is very dense. It’s not some simple story. It’s spun into this beautiful story that I’ve been creating in my head over 7 years. I’ve taken ideas from dreams, nature, things I’ve experienced, things I’ve witnessed and stories I’ve been told by people about their lives.
The trouble I’m having is the narrative. How do I convey this story? I don’t want to sound preachy, but I want it to subtly give you this message. I don’t want to be overly detailed, but I don’t want to leave out details that leave you not understanding the vibe it’s meant to have. It’s so heavily detailed in my head that I don’t want to leave things out, but I know some of it I will leave out but what to leave out has me baffled. It definitely has it’s own unique vibe and style.
The 5 stories go through where I was, where I am now and where I will be in the end. So far I have a few chapters written in the middle. Rough drafts, chunks of story written here and there. Pictures I’ve seen for inspiration. I just wish I knew how to hit my writing stride. :’(