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Wrimoed right through the ringer?
The second week of NaNoWriMo proved to be a special challenge this year. I’m trying to get a short story together for a submission in the hopes of getting it published, keeping up with a few writing prompts that I enjoy participating in on a weekly basis, and, of course, the actual NaNoWriMo project itself.
The idea that I intended to write this year is one that I came up with in the early spring. It seemed like a pretty good one, something that I could really work with and get together some plot and just really expand it. Several key scenes showed up in my head to show me exactly where the story was going to go. The characters were speaking to me, it seemed like something that I could really just sit down and write.
Then, I sat down to write it. I got paragraphs here and there. A few places flowed as easily as water in downward pointed gutter. Then, I got to a point where a couple of characters needed to be and found myself struggling to move them forward. I really could just do a time jump, mark the spot and take it onward from there, but here’s the issue with that: when I do it, the continuity in my storyline ends up displaying that glaringly. Attempting to fix it only makes it read worse. The stutter simply stays in the way the story runs and correcting it just never quite happens.
Another idea presented itself. I shouldn’t actually call it a full-fledged idea, since it’s actually three characters interacting. I’m not even sure how much mileage I can get out of them. Still, whenever I get a scene like that in my brain, the only thing to do is to commit it to paper before I lose it. So, I wrote it. I really kind of like it. I’m still not exactly sure if I have, once again, shifted gears during NaNoWriMo onto a different story or if I’m going to valiantly struggle on in the hopes that I can make the connection between where the characters are now and where I want them to be. I hope that I can. There’s definitely some good story to be told there.
Meanwhile, a flurry of writing on other, non-connected projects continues. The supply of frozen burritos in the fridge dwindles. E-mails end up going unanswered. Caffeine is consumed. And, occasionally, I look up from my computer keyboard to see if the world is still turning. I’m glad that I don’t depend on Twinkies as part of the necessary writing fuel. I’d be in terrible trouble if I did.
This doesn’t mean that I don’t go anywhere during November. I took a break from NaNoWriMo for an evening to go see Trans-Siberian Orchestra, which really is a good way to recharge my creative batteries. The music is great, their stage show is spectacular, and, sometimes, if I’m lucky, I’ll stop worrying about a writing problem percolating through my brain long enough for my brain to solve it itself. I realize that classical music played on electric guitars may not cure writer’s block for everyone, but it certainly seems to work for me.