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Ok, here's the deal. 5 or 6 years ago, while having a "night with the guys" a conversation with a friend led me to come up with what I thought was a great idea for a novel (sci-fi/fantasy). For fear that I wasn't ready to take on such a large project, I didn't act for some time, and instead continued passivly cranking out a poem, essay, or short story here and there.
Flash forward to a point roughly 2 years ago. I decided it was time to give the novel a shot, instead of simply saying "one of these days" like so many others. I wrote about... oh, say, 40 pages give or take a couple. Then came The Time of The Great Deleting. Something, be it a virus, or power surge, or just plain old crappy equipment caused 95% of basically everything I had ever written to go the way of the dodo (other files were lost too.. but that's neither here nor there).
I was very frustrated and to be honest, quite depressed over the incident. I haven't written nearly as much, or as often since then. Over the last month or so, I've just gotten quite disgusted with myself for *not* trying harder. As rapidly approach 30, I have felt the need to either "shit or get off the pot" so to speak.
I am loathe to make new years resolutions, in fact, I never have made one. Never until 3 days ago. Though, I'm not sure if it was a resolution per se, as it was coincidental timing of a decision i'd been putting off making for various reasons... I don't know, and I suppose it doesn't matter. What does matter is that I resolved to complete this novel by the end of the year, no matter what it takes to do so.
I sat down in front of the comp, determined to produce something, or fall asleep in the chair. I got out a couple of paragraphs. Big whoop, right? Then did the same thing last night as well, with the same pittance of a result. I sat up nearly all night trying to figure out what was wrong. Usually, once an idea has popped into my head, i can sit down and have something at least halfway decent produced within a few minutes.
After many hours of thought, I realised at least what part of the problem is, or might be. Beyond the basic premise of the novel, I have no earthly idea as to what the hell I'm going to write.
So, I tell myself I need to write an outline. OK, no problem... right? Wrong... I go to write the outline, and once again, find that beyond, say, a one or two paragraph summary, I have nothing. Well, not nothing, I suppose, but for certain not enough to write a decent outline, much less a 100k word novel. I need to expand the original thought, I suppose but am not making any progress whatsoever.
What should I do? Develop my characters better first? Just do an outline the best I can and keep revising? Ditch the initial idea and go for another one? Or is the problem with me? Am I maybe just "not good enough". Or am I over reacting? Will I ever stop asking questions?
Any help or advice that could be offered would be greatly appreciated!
Flash forward to a point roughly 2 years ago. I decided it was time to give the novel a shot, instead of simply saying "one of these days" like so many others. I wrote about... oh, say, 40 pages give or take a couple. Then came The Time of The Great Deleting. Something, be it a virus, or power surge, or just plain old crappy equipment caused 95% of basically everything I had ever written to go the way of the dodo (other files were lost too.. but that's neither here nor there).
I was very frustrated and to be honest, quite depressed over the incident. I haven't written nearly as much, or as often since then. Over the last month or so, I've just gotten quite disgusted with myself for *not* trying harder. As rapidly approach 30, I have felt the need to either "shit or get off the pot" so to speak.
I am loathe to make new years resolutions, in fact, I never have made one. Never until 3 days ago. Though, I'm not sure if it was a resolution per se, as it was coincidental timing of a decision i'd been putting off making for various reasons... I don't know, and I suppose it doesn't matter. What does matter is that I resolved to complete this novel by the end of the year, no matter what it takes to do so.
I sat down in front of the comp, determined to produce something, or fall asleep in the chair. I got out a couple of paragraphs. Big whoop, right? Then did the same thing last night as well, with the same pittance of a result. I sat up nearly all night trying to figure out what was wrong. Usually, once an idea has popped into my head, i can sit down and have something at least halfway decent produced within a few minutes.
After many hours of thought, I realised at least what part of the problem is, or might be. Beyond the basic premise of the novel, I have no earthly idea as to what the hell I'm going to write.
So, I tell myself I need to write an outline. OK, no problem... right? Wrong... I go to write the outline, and once again, find that beyond, say, a one or two paragraph summary, I have nothing. Well, not nothing, I suppose, but for certain not enough to write a decent outline, much less a 100k word novel. I need to expand the original thought, I suppose but am not making any progress whatsoever.
What should I do? Develop my characters better first? Just do an outline the best I can and keep revising? Ditch the initial idea and go for another one? Or is the problem with me? Am I maybe just "not good enough". Or am I over reacting? Will I ever stop asking questions?
Any help or advice that could be offered would be greatly appreciated!