Alright readers, so I told you all a while back that I’d discuss the writer’s journey as I encounter things. Well, today I’m up against frustration.
I have a little time in between other commitments so I’m sitting here trying to come up with a coherent outline. It’s for my supposed future sci-fi/fantasy thriller novel with the working name of DEMONS. There’s only one problem. When I read over the outline, all I can see is the word CRAP repeated about 1500 times.
The outline seems to not be sci-fi, nor a fantasy, and there is no element of thrill. There are plot holes big enough to drive a truck through, an unsympathetic protagonist, and vague, squishy antagonists.
This is a new phenomena for me. I’ve completed a trilogy and worked on about three other projects, so this isn’t my first rodeo. Mind, I haven’t actually been writing for terribly long (about five years), so this was bound to happen sooner or later. I should be more philosophical about this, but I’m not.
My faithful Mac has become my enemy, my outline a cruel joke. I’d like to print it out and shake it around like Dixie the dog shakes her murdered soccer ball and see if once I was done the words would have magically rearranged themselves on the page to make some sense.
Other than my own satisfaction, I know that such an episode would be futile. Hmm, maybe I should go for the satisfaction and ignore the horrified glances from my family.
No, let’s not do that. I have enough to talk about up at the VA as it is.
So hey, here I sit. One half-done and mocking set of meaningless words on my screen, and the taste of defeat on my tongue.
I knew this day would come sooner or later, but I hadn’t expected the moment to be today.
BTW, thanks to the peeps who chimed in on this subject a month ago or so, if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have gotten this far. Beneath the rubble, I’m convinced there’s a decent story in there.
Don’t worry about me guys, I’m confident I’ll eventually prevail. What is needed is a little tactical patience, some space and perspective.
Sooooo… I’m going to walk away from this computer and go do something fun.
Like wait for the plumber.
(UPDATE. Plumber can’t make it, too many frozen water lines ahead of me. Time to rummage through the cupboards for some Jaegermeister or something.)