Saturday, November 29, 2008
I have written a 50,000 word manuscript. That is all I can really call it, because while it does have pretty good characterization and plot, the most I can say about it is it might fall under the heading of magical realism. If I was a publisher, I would not touch it with a ten foot pole (bad november writing aside) because of just how out there it is.
I am not even sure if it is a kids novel or adult. There are some more adult themes, but I wonder if those are even nessessary. They are, kind of, for characterization purposes, and I really do not mention anything specifically. And I've been going back and reading books I read as a kid and I am just surprised how much made it into young adult and teen fiction.
Not being sure what to do, I've gone through and organized the ideas that I just threw on the page. I have gotten to know my characters more and I am trying to understand exactly what is motivating them to do all the weird crap they do that makes perfect sense in the dream world.
Which is exactly where this came from. I had this dream, added one character (because even I would not read a book centered around one lone character for 3/4 of the time, at least without complaining) and pretty much did not deviate from the plot at all. Is it normal to dream like that? I feel I have an obligation to finish this whole thing now.
I guess I should just worry about finishing it (or really, anything) and then worrying about what to do with it. I might post excerpts I like. Or just the ones where my supporting character waxes poetic about art and how it works and just how much the author loves his word padding.
And of course I'm doing art with this thing, so those piece will go up when done.
I shall be in Houma for about 12 days. Not that it really affects my posting schedule. I might actually post more :P
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I am such a bad nanowrimoer.
I promised myself not only would I not read a book this month, I wouldn't even buy a book this month. yeah...
So far I have bought ten books. And, I'm sorry to say that last night, I read one. Not one I bought, fortunately, but one my boyfriend got because of curiosity. And it was so bad he gave it to me to read. And, I have to admit, I was incredibly curious as to why I would be given a book to read if it was so terrible.
And Twilight is the most God awful thing I have ever read. I really liked it though. Not because it is good. But have you ever watched a terrible, terrible movie and loved it because it was just so bad you couldn't stop laughing or making fun of it? Yeah. That's what it was like for me to read it.
At least I only wasted one day reading it.
I just hope dazzling crooked sparkling smiles of stabbing teen angst don't infest my writing. Ugh.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
I'm in the middle of writing a novel.
Not much time. But considering how slow the site is, I thought I'd come here and post a quick little blog post.
Not much more to say. Job at Lowes is going well. :P More time for art!! And, well, right now more time for writing!