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Writer Report: Momentum

Bard by BlueInkAlchemist, on Flickr

After a long dry spell, it’s nice to have the feeling of getting writing accomplished again. I’m still not entirely sure what was keeping me from making progress on Cold Streets. I guess my time management skills still wax and wane after all of this time. After playing Spec Ops and The Walking Dead (review in two weeks!), and realizing that stories like this would remain unknown if someone hadn’t carved out the time to write them.

I mean, Spec Ops borrows a great deal from Heart of Darkness and Apocalypse Now, but you know what I’m getting at.

Incidentally, I also finished playing The Darkness II, which I may go back and review at some point despite the fact it’s long past the release date. While the premise feels very much like the ’90s comic book that spawned it (no pun intended), the game features some decent moments of character growth or realization, and keeping it entirely in the first-person perspective of the protagonist makes some of the moments really work and the scenes where reality changes quite effective. It focuses on the characters, as any good story should.

Holy crap, I just figured out why I have such a problem with The Amazing Spider-Man… more next week.

It’s focus on characters that’s gotten me moving forward again. Banter is being exchanged and relationships are developing and being explored. The fact that I’m carving out the time as soon as I get off of the dayjob is helping, as well. My energy is still high enough to maintain a decent word count if I get right to it as soon as I get home, provided I don’t have to run errands, do chores, or buy something for the household.

At least it’s happening, though. And it’s not like one can expect the process to go smoothly. If anybody tells you writing is easy, they’re lying to you.

The Writer’s Box

Courtesy Bill Waterson

Think outside the box.

What a lovely little snippet of corpspeak. It’s crept into the common parlance as not only a means to go about solving problems and finding solutions to problems, but also to critique any thinking that’s considered too mainstream or commonplace for the issue at hand. Basically, being ‘inside the box’ is seen as a bad thing. But I don’t think that’s necessarily the case.

Writers can be fickle creatures, especially if they write fiction. Being full of ideas and imagination, they have a habit of becoming easily distracted. In fact, it may seem at times that a given writer is willing to do anything but write. “Oh, is that a new game? Have I seen this cat video before? There’s something else humiliating on television?” So on and so forth.

Sometimes, the best way to get a writer to write is to stuff ’em in a box.

The stores that are not yet written are not going to write themselves. Bringing them to completion requires time and discipline, and in order to hold onto both of those, sometimes one must become isolated, relatively speaking. The degree to which this isolation occurs is up to the individual, and can vary, but it really comes down to shutting out whatever you need to shut out. It can be as simple as shutting down the social networking and Youtube browsing for a bit, or you may need an entire setup away from anything even resembling a distraction.

It’s also a measure of respect for anyone the writer happens to live with. Saying your a writer is all well and good, but in addition to getting published, the proof is in the pudding: it’s easier for people to accept that you want to turn this weird-ass “hobby” into a career if they see you writing. If you’re not writing every day, you go from being a writer in the perceptions of others to that live-in wacko who mutters to themselves and smells funny. It seems to me from experience that folks do appreciate the effort made by the writer when they are writing, even if meals need to be poked towards them with a stick while they’re inside the box.

Obviously, a little isolation goes a long way. You can’t forget to emerge from your grotto to do things like eat. And eventually your energy is going to be tapped for the day and it’ll be time to set the work aside (unless you’re really on a tear, in which case by all means, go nuts). But every hour spent inside that box is another hour closer to your goals. It lets you hammer out the dents in your story, smooth over rough patches for your characters, untangles knots in your plot, and generally provides a great many more benefits than the cost incurred by being away from Twitter and Facebook for an hour or two. You will get more accomplished, and just as importantly, you will feel more accomplished.

Basically what I’m saying is that corpspeak is for suckers, and the box is your friend. Climb in, and get some shit done.

Writer Report: All Quiet On The Writer’s Front

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This has not been the best of weeks in my writing career.

I have several good reviews lined up, plenty to discuss in terms of gaming, a solid outline for Cold Streets, and traction on the fantasy rewrite. Yet I’m continuing to struggle in carving out the time I know I need to get things done in a timely manner. There’s still something “off” about how I’m going about my daily business.

Maybe I need to finish unpacking all of my crap. Maybe I have a blocked chakra. Maybe I’m just lazy.

I know that the only way for me to write is to sit down and write. And as much as I could lament that I’m not in college anymore and I don’t have as much free time as I used to, that feels like a cop-out, placing blame on circumstances rather than not taking control of the things over which I have control. It’s looking outward when I should be looking inward.

I need to see what I can do about this. I need to make a change. The consequences of what will happen if I don’t frighten me.

Your Worst Critic

Courtesy leadershipdynamics.wordpress.com

No matter what you try to do in life, regardless of your intent or how the end result turns out, chances are you’re going to have people who disagree with what you’re doing. Some will point out legitimate points of contention with your work, others will lash out when confronted with something they don’t understand or cannot appreciate. Some simply adopt contrary points of view, and others disparage due to their own bias and opinions. However, there is one critic you’ll never be able to truly avoid, and that’s the one that stares back at you in the mirror.

The problem with the critic that lives in your head is that it knows all of your secrets. It gives voice to all of the trepidation you already have concerning the endeavors before you. It turns the dials on all of your uncertainties up to 11. It can even blow the words of those around you out of proportion, slip a little paranoia and doubt into your perceptions, and alter your mood drastically based on the outlook that it is skewing to support its point of view. It’s a manifestation of our fears and our doubts, which is why it can seem so powerful.

Given that it’s inside our own heads, it also has no reason to coddle us. It gives the sort of criticism that slips right through the chinks in our armor and hits us where we live. It burns us with the sort of toxic, deprecating vitriol often reserved for the most caustic of exterior critics, the ones that question everything we do and loves to tell us how boring or stupid we are, all without saying a word. The critic that lives in our head is the one against whom we have the least defense.

It’s also the critic to whom we have the least reason to listen.

It can be difficult to shut that voice out, to ignore our doubts and our fears. Yet if we don’t, they can paralyze us. We can turn from what we want to accomplish towards something we see as easier, something less intense, something less likely to get us hurt when it’s rejected or panned. But that’s part of the reason fear exists: it makes us aware of danger, and in the end, it is meant to galvanize us to deal with what’s to come, not necessarily to turn us away from what must come next.

The criticism that comes from our own heads isn’t always constructive, just like the opinions of any other critic. And like any other critic, if there’s nothing of value in what’s being said, all you have to do is ignore it and push on past the belittling and the hate. You may be your own worst critic, but nothing says you have to listen.

Writer Report: Get The Lead Out

Bard by BlueInkAlchemist, on Flickr

Just a quick one today, folks. It’s actually something I need to work on: the speed at which I write. Cold Streets is still making very slow progress, and I’m wondering if part of that is due to having other writerly projects taking up my brain.

So, in the name of experimentation, this weekend I will commit my revisions of the opening of the first Godslayer novel to an actual electronic document, and see what happens from there. Maybe I’ll write more of that, and maybe I’ll unstick myself when it comes to the novella. It’s hard to say!

I hope you all have a fantastic weekend. No matter what you do, don’t ever give up and don’t forget to have fun when you can!

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