arwenc
07-26-2009, 06:34 AM
Hello everyone! I have just started writing my book and have written 4000 words so far. I am now wondering whether I should change the tense and point of view. Currently, I am writing in first person, past tense. Here are three paragraphs from the beginning. Pretty raw but it gives a basic idea of how I am going about it.
There was a time before the civilizations of Earth and Knowlen became one. Everyone knows that we are joined together now, but it has not been recorded in our history, how we combined our worlds. I would like to be able to say we were brought together by the heavens or that the creators of Knowlen had it planned all along. In reality, it was a series of events and a dash of coincidence that joined us together to create a new society. The start of our collision towards each other began one morning in my kitchen. I was carrying a bowl of cereal across the cheery, orange colored room, over to the wood table in the corner. My hands were still shaking from my 10 mile run and I dropped the bowl of cereal onto the white tile. Rolling my eyes at my clumsiness I went to push the clean button on the side of the table when the shine of the milk against the floor caught my eye. I creased my eyebrows and looked closer at the spilled milk, crushed cereal flakes, and broken glass bowl. My finger dropped from the button and to my side. Maybe, just maybe, I thought to myself. My eyes were glued to the mess in front of me but my feet finally pulled me towards my studio. Taking one last look I darted down the hallway to my studio. As I entered the all white room my mess of projects flooded over me. The room was one, overwhelming project. There were completed paintings waiting to be shipped off to museums and buyers. There were works in progress that needed to either be finished or scrapped. Some of the uncompleted paintings were just an overall mess. Fruit was smashed onto white, wood shavings painted over. Glancing at some of these paintings I had to wonder, whatever was I thinking? Turning my attention away from the rest of my projects, I looked around for my pile of canvases. Seeing them stacked up on a white shelf I grabbed a fresh canvas from the stack and looked around for a free easel. My easels were all occupied, so I yelled out, "Easel!"
What do you think? Should I change the tense or point of view? I am worried that the parts where I have to explain the differences in the world of Knowlen will be akward and boring.
There was a time before the civilizations of Earth and Knowlen became one. Everyone knows that we are joined together now, but it has not been recorded in our history, how we combined our worlds. I would like to be able to say we were brought together by the heavens or that the creators of Knowlen had it planned all along. In reality, it was a series of events and a dash of coincidence that joined us together to create a new society. The start of our collision towards each other began one morning in my kitchen. I was carrying a bowl of cereal across the cheery, orange colored room, over to the wood table in the corner. My hands were still shaking from my 10 mile run and I dropped the bowl of cereal onto the white tile. Rolling my eyes at my clumsiness I went to push the clean button on the side of the table when the shine of the milk against the floor caught my eye. I creased my eyebrows and looked closer at the spilled milk, crushed cereal flakes, and broken glass bowl. My finger dropped from the button and to my side. Maybe, just maybe, I thought to myself. My eyes were glued to the mess in front of me but my feet finally pulled me towards my studio. Taking one last look I darted down the hallway to my studio. As I entered the all white room my mess of projects flooded over me. The room was one, overwhelming project. There were completed paintings waiting to be shipped off to museums and buyers. There were works in progress that needed to either be finished or scrapped. Some of the uncompleted paintings were just an overall mess. Fruit was smashed onto white, wood shavings painted over. Glancing at some of these paintings I had to wonder, whatever was I thinking? Turning my attention away from the rest of my projects, I looked around for my pile of canvases. Seeing them stacked up on a white shelf I grabbed a fresh canvas from the stack and looked around for a free easel. My easels were all occupied, so I yelled out, "Easel!"
What do you think? Should I change the tense or point of view? I am worried that the parts where I have to explain the differences in the world of Knowlen will be akward and boring.