Not so much on the novel outline front since Monday night. However, I’ve been feeling the lack of Not Writing, so I opened one of the multitude–an unfinished short.
Got 400 words this week on that puppy.
Oh, and I’m outlining that, too, trying to get hold of what’s going to happen. I don’t have an intuitive grip of what ‘raising the stakes’ means, so it’s slogging. Again.
Okay, okay. AS USUAL.
I swear, if I could just get everything hammered into my brain on an intuitive level, life would be so much easier.
In that way it’s like singing. When I practice, I’m juggling. Am I supporting my breath? Am I low enough? Is my posture okay? Breath support, dammit. Do I have my head placement high enough? What about my focus? Is my posture okay? Soft palate lifted? Posture? Breath support, dammit two.
And, obviously, I can’t keep all those thoughts in the air as I sing–I’m focusing on one or two, in the hopes that I’ll finally nail a couple all the time.
Yeah. Still waiting for that little miracle.
I really don’t have to think about sentence level flow much these days. That happens. I can create flow around the most non-interesting/unrelated bits. You won’t have any satisfaction when you’re done reading that nonsense, but hey! You won’t fall out either.
So, working on that. Definitely. And wishing I could be at the next level without, you know, the practicing. That somehow, a miracle will occur, and I’ll get it–whatever it is–and write. Smoothly. Easily.
I can really identify with that quote of William Gibson’s I found on my FL earlier this week:
“The process of learning to write fiction, for me, was one of learning to almost continually be doing it *through* the block, in spite of the block, the block becoming the accustomed place from which to work.”
Except for beginnings, this is my writing life, and it explains the cluttered memory of my PC, strewn with the partial corpses of short stories.
I’ll be standing now, back pressed against the wall, hoping posture and breathing fuels the creative process.
It sure as heck can’t hurt.