Friday, July 27, 2012

Lost in the Woods

I decided it was about time I did a progress report on Rose. She's sitting at about 17500 words right now, and I've written out all the things that I plotted out before I started drafting. My MC, and her dead friend are pretty much lost in the woods, and maybe I'm feeling a little too sympathetic, because I'm stuck. Lost in the woods, and I can't seem to find my way out.

I know exactly where I want to go, and I've got at least one or two more stops in mind, but I don't know how I'm getting there yet. Also I'm not sure if my big emotional/dramatic climax is big enough. I just had a thought the other day, "What if that's not the end?" I love/hate thoughts like that. Because if it's not the end then this other thing is the end, and I really, really don't know how to get there. But at the same time it's awesome because Rose just got a little more badass, and a little more complex. Now if only I could just get her a compass.

The good news is, while I chew (I'm pretty sure this counts as mixing my metaphors, which by the way would be a killer name for a mocktail*) on this problem (Rose can build herself a nice little fire in the woods and roast some marshmallows) I've got the newest member of my multiple personalities--er, writing projects-- budding into life.

All I can tell you right now, is that his name is Caliban. And I think I'm going to love him.

And now it's back to the woods. My cleverly constructed procrastination is over. Must get Rose a compass. Or some marshmallows while I go play with Caliban. Either way, back to writing.

*Mixed Metaphor
1 part  fresh lime juice
3 parts water
1 part vanilla infused simple syrup
Fresh mint
Fresh basil
sugar to taste

Monday, July 2, 2012

Sweet, sweet victory!

I'm finally finished with drafting Pinochet. I know I really have no reason to whine since I didn't even start until mid May, but still. Longest month and a half ever.

 I think I've discovered why I'm not as thrilled with Pinochet as I am with my other projects. First of all, he was a work of convenience. Hubby had to be in Santiago for an internship, so I decided to set a story in Santiago since I was going to be there anyway. It was a fun premise, but not one that was burning a hole in my brain, begging to be worked on, like some of my other ideas.

Second, there's no allusion. No deep literary pool from whence some character or aspect sprang, no layers. And I hate that. So I spent some time on the beach with my copy of Blake and found some good stuff to make my villain a little richer when it's time for edits.

And last, it's told entirely from one character's POV. And I'm dying. I'm not sure if I've put in enough clues for the reader to guess all the twists, or if I've done a good enough job of even making this intricate plot clear enough. I like twists and turns. And I work so carefully to build them, and usually it's way more than one person can know or see. But everything else I've written has had multiple POV, and I wanted to see if I could do it with only one. We'll see how that worked out.

And now for my reward: I get to start with my research and plotting for my new project! Yay! I'm calling her Rose. Think high fantasy+ light steam punk + sleeping beauty + alice in wonderland. Except princes are overrated, and my MC gets to save the kingdom herself.