By JT Ellison
All right, that’s it. I quit. I am quite literally throwing up my hands. I am ready to toss this entire book.
Something’s wrong, and I don’t know what it is. I can’t seem to move forward. I don’t dare say it’s block, it’s only been a few days of sheer nothingness, and generally speaking, whenever this has happened in the past, it is a major signal, the universe screaming at me that there’s a problem with my story.
I’m not surprised, to be honest. This book (Sam #4) has been giving me fits from the beginning, when I tried to outline the story and got hopelessly off track. I’ve been trying to pull it all back since, redoing and redoing and rewriting and rewriting, but I’m stuck in the first 16 chapters, and the story will not move forward.
*more deep breaths*
I know every book has its own, bizarre, unique cycle. Some of them are easy to write, some are hard. The hard ones are usually the better books, but gee, how, this one. Sheesh.
For fun, I just went and snuck a look at my Monomythic structure. Apparently I am in the Test, Allies and Enemies stage of writing.
*now feeling lightheaded from all the breathing*
Okay. Clearly it’s time to go back to the beginning and see where I went wrong. Then, maybe, a Manhattan and a notebook, to figure out where I’m headed.
THIS is why I don’t outline, people. It screws everything up. I know one thing. If this isn’t conquered by Monday, it may be time to take drastic measures. I’ve only had to toss a story once before, and I don’t relish the thought. But part of being a writer is recognizing when your story has become untenable.
It’s gonna be a FUN weekend! Y’all have a good one.
6:37 p.m. – Ahem. A slightly sheepish update. I guess I needed to whine a bit, because in the intervening hour between writing the blog and now, 1100 words came spilling forth, with a brand new character and a new plot line that might actually have legs. So… thanks for letting me vent! Will update on Monday.
Via: JT Ellison