Writing log 9-8-04
Sep. 8th, 2004 01:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kilroyArgh. I'm not quite out of practice, but some of the muscles have definitely atrophied. I tried writing again today.
The period between classes is pretty much perfect for writing purposes; I have the office to myself, a computer to type away at, and a good solid chunk of time that I'm not going to spend doing anything else. The only problem is it also occurs at a time in my daily schedule when I'm strongly inclined to nap. Today I pushed myself through that period and I didn't get a whole lot written as a result. Friday perhaps I'll nap first and write second.
As to the piece itself: it's a story that I've had floating around in my head for a few months, but without the substantive supporting details to make it leap onto the page. Just yesterday in the shower I crossed it with another idea, and finally figured out what the context of the story actually should be. So today, armed with that new knowledge, I sat down to try and start writing it.
"Start" is a very good term. The thing still doesn't have enough momentum to make the process easy, and I'm not sure if it ever will. But at least today I decided some things about the backstory, picked tentative names for characters. I got a few pages down then sat back when I realized I couldn't mine that idea for any more at the moment.
So much of the emotional subtext of the story is based on my life that the biggest problem I'm having is actually fictionalizing it properly; the characters haven't taken on lives of their own yet, they're still pretending to be me and two of my friends. I need to gestate them a little longer, I think, until they can find out who they really are.
We'll see what I write on Friday. After all, there are a dozen other ideas I want to pursue as well. But at least this may be a regular thing.
The period between classes is pretty much perfect for writing purposes; I have the office to myself, a computer to type away at, and a good solid chunk of time that I'm not going to spend doing anything else. The only problem is it also occurs at a time in my daily schedule when I'm strongly inclined to nap. Today I pushed myself through that period and I didn't get a whole lot written as a result. Friday perhaps I'll nap first and write second.
As to the piece itself: it's a story that I've had floating around in my head for a few months, but without the substantive supporting details to make it leap onto the page. Just yesterday in the shower I crossed it with another idea, and finally figured out what the context of the story actually should be. So today, armed with that new knowledge, I sat down to try and start writing it.
"Start" is a very good term. The thing still doesn't have enough momentum to make the process easy, and I'm not sure if it ever will. But at least today I decided some things about the backstory, picked tentative names for characters. I got a few pages down then sat back when I realized I couldn't mine that idea for any more at the moment.
So much of the emotional subtext of the story is based on my life that the biggest problem I'm having is actually fictionalizing it properly; the characters haven't taken on lives of their own yet, they're still pretending to be me and two of my friends. I need to gestate them a little longer, I think, until they can find out who they really are.
We'll see what I write on Friday. After all, there are a dozen other ideas I want to pursue as well. But at least this may be a regular thing.