I’ve mentioned that I’m writing a short story. Well, it’s all written, and now I’m on the critique stage. This is surprisingly less painful than I thought. Granted, there’s any number of things that need to be fixed, but the people who have read it thus far seem to think that it’s at least a solid base. I am okay with that. I can fix anything as long as I know the core is solid. Continue reading
Short story writing is hard. So far it’s taking about twice as long to write as the equivalent amount of words for a novel. I’m not sure if that’s because I’m that unfamiliar with short story writing (and thus subconsciously moving slower, more carefully), or if it’s just because writing a short story takes longer. Have to give it a few more goes before deciding.
Here’s all the opening lines I’ve gone through over the course of writing the rough draft:
- Shelley Marchant often wondered what life was like for people who didn’t have an archnemesis.
Yes, I know it’s just the one. I don’t know if it’s any good, but it’s the only one that’s occurred to me so far so it’ll have to wait until edits. It was kind of weird, actually, that the story was able to start from this one line and progressed from there without being deleted or having more words added in front of it.
Of course, it’s more than been made up for by the number of closing lines I’ve tried.
- And as Maya screamed her outrage, Shelley went out into the night.
- She became a superhero.
- Shelley let go of everything she was thinking and stood tall.
- Murder on the knees with the landing, but such a cool exit.
- And then she got on with her life.
And those last two were just from yesterday.
Sometimes beginnings snap while the endings flounder, and other times beginnings are vague while the endings are inevitable and poetic. And any number of combinations in between. There are worse problems to have.
Anyone else having trouble with beginnings or endings?
Finally, I have finished my current novel’s first draft, and at this point all I can think is “good riddance.” The writing pace went something like this:
- November: 60,000 words
- December: 25,000 words
- First two weeks in January: 10,000 words
- Third week: 2,000 words
It’s not exactly proportional, you might notice. The ending is not really an ending at this point, and I shudder to think of what will happen when I have to edit it. I didn’t really make it easy for myself. But it’s done, and now it’s on to my next project: a short story. Continue reading
I’m busy editing and querying, but this makes two months now I haven’t written anything from scratch. Since I was going a little crazy, I started writing some short stories, just to get things flowing again. Today I had some free time so I worked on three stories, at approximately the same time. This made some… interesting things happen. It was a bit of a process. Continue reading