After my disappointment with The Lovecraft Investigations, I thought it would be a good idea to write our own Lovecraft inspired work.
After my disappointment with The Lovecraft Investigations, I thought it would be a good idea to write our own Lovecraft inspired work.
A little, sneak-preview, if anyone's interested, in my novella. Still waiting for the cover as patiently as I can. (The artist isn't late or anything; I've been going crazy since I placed the order.)
So, I tried my hand at writing my own translation of one of my favorite passages in the Bible.
1 The words of the Preacher, son of David, King in Jerusalem.
2 Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher. Vanity of vanities; the whole is vain.
3 What is left over for man in all his toil in which he toils under the sun?
4 A generation comes and a generation goes; but the earth remains forever.
5 And the sun rises, and the sun goes [down]; And to his place, there he strives to rise.
6 Going to the South, returning to the North—turning, turning, the wind goes; And over its turning, the wind returns.
7 All the rivers run into the sea, but the sea is not full.
[From] the place where the rivers run, there they return to run.
8 All these words are tiresome. Man cannot utter [it].
The eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled by hearing.
9 That which is is that which will be, and that which is done is that which will be done; and there is nothing wholly new under the sun.
10 Where is...
How are the WIPs going?
I'm getting closer to finishing the first part of my Dragon Hunters story. I'm finding a little bit of an approach avoidance growing in me. I don't know why I get like this when I near finishing something, but I very often have an instinct to sheer off and to do something else when I'm closing in on the completion of a thing. Imp of the Perverse, I reckon.
Which is a really great short piece by Poe. I don't know if you've read it; it starts off real slow, but he's not wasting his words, though the meandering opening feels like he is. I had it playing as an audiobook recently, and I was shocked to realize just how well all those unconnected digressions fit together once you understand the conclusion.
I also used some of my reading time to enjoy something from my childhood, one of the Animorphs books, The Ellimist Chronicles. I'd never finished it. I remember reading the first chapter once, but that was all. Now that I have, I have mixed feelings about it, but it does...
How are the WIPs going?
Mine are moving, but slower than I would like. I at least can blame this in part on being sick. I thought I was over this cold, but it came back on me with a vengeance last week. Both my reading and my writing have stalled; words just don't seem real or meaningful when I'm like this, and I'm constantly falling into a sort of dazed half-dream that chokes out the story I'm trying to take in. Well, I started feeling better yesterday, so hopefully, this time I'm over it. Just a lingering cough.
Well, honestly, I don't have much to report. I got more done on my Dragon Hunters story. I'm nearing the end of the first part. It's actually a joy to write. I hope, whenever/if-ever I'm able to publish it, I can find an audience for it.
Alright, I hope none of you are sick, and that all of you have been making good progress on your WIPs. Let me know what you're working on. Hope you have a good week.
How are the WIPs going?
I finally finished that chapter I'd been struggling with. Got most of the way through the next one as well. It seems like very little writing, to be honest, but life got in the way here and there last week.
I started reading a new book, Wake of Malice by Eleanor Nicholson. It's the third part of a series and is shaping up to be my favorite. There's a humorous tone Nicholson captures in this one that makes it a delight to read so far. I loved the characters instantly, which has been one of my criticism of the other books: I disliked the main character in the first book, and it became a struggle to finish; in the second, the character was more likeable, but annoying. In both, the author is rightly displaying a type of person trapped in a type of sin and telling a story about that person's evolution into something better. In this book, she keeps the pattern going, but somehow I don't find myself as irritated by the main character as before. Maybe that's personal ...
How are the WIPs going?
I have, over the past few weeks, been working on a pair of short stories I hope to submit to a horror podcast, The Other Stories. They want cosmic horror. On a day off, I wrote one in a single sitting, but felt there was another story there. When I saw that authors were allowed to contribute two stories per theme, I thought I would bide my time and see if I could write the other, more ethereal story that I sensed was there.
Now that I have written this second story, at least the better part of it—it wants a stronger ending—I feel there is still more to be written. A series of these short stories might make an interesting read, perhaps even amount to a novella. Who knows? However, now and again, as regards my posts here, I sometimes think it would be a good idea to share some of my own writing/outlining methods.
One of the things I do when I see a project developing like this is to ascertain what patterns are showing themselves. Very often, when I'm writing poetry, there is some line or couplet that appears to me, and the rest of the poem pours out of that initial inspiration. I study what I have been given and ask myself: What are the patterns inherent in this and where is it going?
So, if I were to do that with this pair of stories I find a few patterns/themes:
Anyway, That's just a quick riff. I don't always write these things out; often, I just think them through. The next question would be where the meta story is going, that is, what is its endpoint/cathartic moment. Now, I have one hint as to the next step, to follow the doctor character, who seems somewhat suspicious, and also to fill in the Chesterton pattern. As such, two more stories appear, one following the doctor and one following Jasper.
So, that's just a little insight into how my thinking process works. I don't know if I'll pursue this possible story or not. Either way, let me know what you think, what you're working on, and what your writing process looks like.
Keep writing.
I saw an interesting question posed on twitter: Would you write an entire book series and not publish a single book until it's all done? Now, that is precisely what I've been doing, or, perhaps I should say, what I've been planning. Right now, I've somewhat given up on traditional publishing, partially as it seems like traditional publishers want me to do the marketing as well as the writing, and partially because it seems like most forms I fill out ask me how well I've self-published my own work so far.
So, I started to consider whether to self-publish the book I have written, and it seemed to me that since I had already organized it into three major sections, each about the length of a short novel, it would make sense to self-publish it in those organic pieces. As my original outline extended beyond this book, I figured I ought to finish writing to the end of my outline. That should make a fourth part. Furthermore, when I finished that outline, I jotted down a few notes for a continuation of the story. I've been working on a new outline, off and on (mostly off), and hope to finish it and add it to this possible series, thereby reaching a total of either five or six parts.
Now, why do I want to chop up my story like this? For one, I think these breaks in the story make sense. Also, one piece of advice I've heard about self-publishing is to keep a steady flow of work coming out. So, before I self-publish, I want have a ready well of titles to publish at regular intervals. My overarching plan is to, over the next two to three years, get ten titles ready, half or so consisting of this series and the other half based on a few short outlines I've jotted down here and there throughout the years. Then, take the leap and self-publish.
I was listening to a video talking about harnessing creativity. It didn't say much that hasn't been said before, but it did get me thinking about my own reasons for writing. It is, in a sense, a bit of a mystery: I can tell you I write because I want to tell stories and because I love books and language, but why do I want to tell stories? Why do I love books? Why do I find language such a captivating subject?
The question was, "What did the first frog say?" And the answer was, "Lord, how you made me jump!"
~Chesterton
The stories are just there. They pester me. They want time and thought and form, and it's my great joy in life to give it to them. A story appears and demands my attention, and it just so happens that that is what I love to do. I find no answer beyond my own actions; I simply do it.
Books, at least the written word, are my medium, and I can hardly put into words the way printed words make me feel. If I ever won the lottery, I would probably convert my whole house into a library. Here there is some explanation: Certain associations from childhood may have molded this love, but I can remember some fairly bitter experiences here as well as good, in fact some of my earliest encounters with books made me swear I'd never read anything ever again; it was only in my later childhood that I learned to love to read.
But just as the stories I tell come to me seemingly from out of the æther, and just as my love of those stories is something that merely is, so I find another love, an unexplainable delight in language itself. Every tidbit of etymology is my treasure, every quirk of grammar my delight. It is a struggle, the work can even become drudgery at times, and yet I can't escape.
I don't know why I write; I just know I do.