Up and down the country and around the world, keyboards are clicking with anxious writers getting their precious words down in writing before they become a jumbled mess inside their heads. At this time, I am sitting at my keyboard, my fingers poised, waiting for inspiration to strike, and I am still waiting.
I decided to start a new novel, just because I needed to, called Of Kings Queens and Noblemen, about a playboy King who finds true love, the only problem is, I just can’t seem to get into it. Last night I sat up and wrote out some of the plot summaries I had made in the hopes that I might be able to flesh these out into scenes, but I just seem to be lacking the inspiration I need. Why is it so darned hard! I have the plot already lined up, the story is ready to tell, just why can’t I translate it from my brain, to my fingers, along the keyboard and up onto the screen. It isn’t like I don’t have any idea of what I want to write.
Sometimes writing is like that, you have a burning idea, it grows on you, formulates into a plot, grows, mutates, grows some more, mutates some more and then you have the startings of a good novel, but when it comes to getting it down, the scenes just want to be small. I am trying at the moment to put lots of dialogue and description into the scenes, because I know that eventually it will click and I will be off and writing.
At present I am working on two pieces, a short story, the Secret of Froba, which I will be renaming, but can’t remember to what… and Of Kings Queens and Noblemen. The short story is supposed to be about 6000 words long, but I have a feeling it is going to be longer. That is what the other name is – A study in … something – its gone again. See inspiration comes and goes at whim!
Kerry is away at present, so I am using this as an opportunity to get typing and really knock back some words. 50,000 in a month calculates out to approximately 1,700 words a day, and I have not reached that targe in three days. I am currently about 500 words short, but I am slowly gaining and if I can get a clear run at it, and get my mind around the story, I might be able to get stuck in, but that will probably occur tomorrow night and Kerry is home on Friday… You just can’t win! Still I am writing, and that is my passion, and I have to have something more than the Chrystias story to keep me going!