How Come I'm Never Content?
These last few days have seen me spending some time reflecting on my writing. Where do I go from here, I've asked myself. Aquasapien is launching on the 20th May at Canterbury Library (I can hear your groans!Not another shameless plug ? But yes, as the say, needs must when the devil drives)
I've been re-visiting past works and wondering where, or rather how, to move forwards. I can't afford to publish any more novels until I sell some, but I'm looking towards the future. Initially, after WOTW came out, I thought, I'll complete the second, follow-up novel Gristle's Revenge, but despite completing 55,000 words, it isn't driving me the other 32,000 to complete it. I've looked at the follow-up for Aquasapien too. I've briefly begun, Aquasapien - Prodigy which continues 17 years after the first. I've done about 12,000 words on that and was thinking I'd make a dent into it doing NaNoWriMo this year (National Novel Writing Novel - its in November every year and you have to write 50,000 words in 30 days.) I've managed to meet the deadline to two times I've entered and I reckon this year should be no different.
Then I started perusing my other written pieces. I've got a story called What If? and another one called Between Worlds. Each of these are around 45 - 50,000 words so far. Then I have around 6 more pieces at several thousand. None are pulling me in any one direction and I'd rather write the one which calls to me.
If you're not sure what I mean, it's where a story gets snagged in your head, a bit like a song. I was very happy to get Ed Sheeran's album for my birthday this year and I've listened to it in the car endlessly. Now, it's playing relentlessly in my head when I wake each morning and out of nowhere I'll strike up snippets of lyrics without realising it. A story is like that to me. It invades my peace and smothers my waking hours until I write it out of my head. Aquasapien was definitely one of those. I know it bores my husband to death, like my singing, but its who I am, almost like an obsession until I've shaken it out and stamped on it too on occasion.
Then, on top of this, I get information on a poetry competition and I think, 'I've written some ok poems.' So, I click poetry file. I didn't realise how many I'd written - starting when I was 10 years old - the majority highlighting something in my life its like a timeline in verse. It's got me wondering whether my next publication should be an anthology of poems I have so many. First, though I think I'll enter the competition, maybe the anthology, but only if my poems are a hit.
This musing hasn't helped me decide on my writing direction, it's follow-on versus new work. Perhaps doing NaNo will help.
See you all Saturday - regards Carol
5/17/2017 07:33:13 pm
One of the few pearls of wisdom I've picked up is to do things from the heart. Something forced usually feels cheap and never reaches the potential of your true calling. What does your tell you now?
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