I was cleaning my house the other day, while Bono played a private concert for me through the crappy alarm clock that my ipod was connected to. It was shortly after I’d decided to enter my latest work of fiction into the Amazon Breakthrough contest and I was feeling a bit giddy about it.
I can’t remember specifically which song was playing, but I just felt all of this emotion rise up within me, and I thought to myself, “I have an epic love story inside of me.” I had an overwhelming urge to start writing again (just days after finishing the last project), but I didn’t have any inspiration. I just knew that there was another story inside of me, and it was going to be a good one.
I sat down and started typing, opening with an ambiguous line that didn’t lock me in to any specific story line.
“I’ll never forget the first time I saw him.” Totally typical, but this is usually how I start when I haven’t got a clue where I’m going. Later I’ll go back and change it, or not–depending on where I end up.
From there I started dreaming up a plot. I can’t say that I’m totally sold on it at this point, and that it’s going to be the epic romance that I’d originally had in mind– this might be the rebound project. I have another one of those in my repertoire, it’s one that will never see the light of printed paper, it’s incredibly self indulgent and served more as a writing exercise than anything else. I feel like this current one will be more than that, but at this point, it’s kind of exhausting me.
I flew through the last one in 5 days, writing non-stop until I reached the end. I’ve also, in the past week, gone through intensive edits on that one, and the very first one I wrote as I prepared to enter the contest with one and self publish the other. Maybe it’s just that this one isn’t as pressing, that it’s ok for me to take my time on it. I haven’t fallen in love with my characters yet, and I don’t feel like the plot is very gripping, but I’m also trying to go for length on this one, so the story is more drawn out and less frantic.
Anyways, I’m just processing my…erm…process on the current project. Not really for anyone’s benefit but my own.
Maybe I should invite Bono to sing to me while I write. I bet that would make it better. 😉