Velka
Sage
Disclaimer: I really have no burning life goal to become an upper-case “W” writer. I write, I enjoy it, it’s a hobby, and should I eventually get off the couch and dust the dog hair and crisp crumbs from my lap I might actually submit something to a muckety-muck publisher one day, but as I look down and find I am covered in dog hair and, in this case, spilt beer (don’t judge, it’s been one hell of a day and it makes the bendryl taste not as gross) it most certainly isn’t today.
I have a good story. It’s a complete first draft. I also have half of a better story, which is ‘book two’ building off the before-mentioned story. (I kinda feel imposter syndrome creeping in when I use words like book one and book two because they are just Scrivner files on my laptop and not actually books because authors write those and I am covered in beer because I missed my mouth). I also have some short stories and longer stories that range between suck and not bad. My WIP isn’t my “first love” as it goes in writer land (that one is like Han Solo tucked away in it’s carbonate block), so I don’t have that perfect story baggage
The last 6 months I have been alternating between editing book one and writing book two, depending on what I felt like doing that day and where inspiration smacked me in the head. It’s been a pretty good way to keep momentum and interest. I’ve always had some side ideas that I’ve worked on/researched/dribbled variations of 26 letters into semi-coherent sentences, but overall, it’s been this story and this world for the last two years.
I’ve recently come up with an idea that has enamoured me in a way that all my previous ones have not. It’s shiny, it’s new, it’s benefited from all my years of committing horrible atrocities against the written word and learning from it. It has all those great things that all those great writers say stories need to have. I’ve outlined the damn thing and it’s now consuming my creative thoughts and desire.
Part of me wants to see current story through to the end because finishing things is important and it’s a good story and I’ve put a lot of time and effort into it. The other part of me wants to leave it a Dear John letter and run away to Paris with this new idea to eat brie and drink wine and revel in resplendent new creative debauchery.
I suffer from creative ADD in every other area of my life (just look at my office to see the half-finished knitting, painting, sewing, drawing, crocheting, woodworking projects - don’t even get me started on the summer I tried to become a blacksmith), but writing has always been a place where I’ve stuck to things and seen them through. I don’t want writing to become another creative outlet where I act like a puppy given two sugar cookies and an espresso, but at the same time this new story is so shiny.
Have you ever abandoned (or at least left hanging indefinitely) a piece of work when it’s so far along to chase after a new story?
I am on a creative ledge and need someone to talk me down, or tell me to jump.
I have a good story. It’s a complete first draft. I also have half of a better story, which is ‘book two’ building off the before-mentioned story. (I kinda feel imposter syndrome creeping in when I use words like book one and book two because they are just Scrivner files on my laptop and not actually books because authors write those and I am covered in beer because I missed my mouth). I also have some short stories and longer stories that range between suck and not bad. My WIP isn’t my “first love” as it goes in writer land (that one is like Han Solo tucked away in it’s carbonate block), so I don’t have that perfect story baggage
The last 6 months I have been alternating between editing book one and writing book two, depending on what I felt like doing that day and where inspiration smacked me in the head. It’s been a pretty good way to keep momentum and interest. I’ve always had some side ideas that I’ve worked on/researched/dribbled variations of 26 letters into semi-coherent sentences, but overall, it’s been this story and this world for the last two years.
I’ve recently come up with an idea that has enamoured me in a way that all my previous ones have not. It’s shiny, it’s new, it’s benefited from all my years of committing horrible atrocities against the written word and learning from it. It has all those great things that all those great writers say stories need to have. I’ve outlined the damn thing and it’s now consuming my creative thoughts and desire.
Part of me wants to see current story through to the end because finishing things is important and it’s a good story and I’ve put a lot of time and effort into it. The other part of me wants to leave it a Dear John letter and run away to Paris with this new idea to eat brie and drink wine and revel in resplendent new creative debauchery.
I suffer from creative ADD in every other area of my life (just look at my office to see the half-finished knitting, painting, sewing, drawing, crocheting, woodworking projects - don’t even get me started on the summer I tried to become a blacksmith), but writing has always been a place where I’ve stuck to things and seen them through. I don’t want writing to become another creative outlet where I act like a puppy given two sugar cookies and an espresso, but at the same time this new story is so shiny.
Have you ever abandoned (or at least left hanging indefinitely) a piece of work when it’s so far along to chase after a new story?
I am on a creative ledge and need someone to talk me down, or tell me to jump.