I’m actually writing two pieces concurrently at the moment. They are not related, and they don’t overlap thematically except in broad terms and themes; as noted previously, it’s hard for me to write a strictly happy story. The mystery of why remains such, and I’m not going to investigate it too much. So how does writing two things at once help me keep my drive?
To write an answer to this question, I began in the same way I do before starting most ventures; slumping in my chair, looking at my desk in an unfocused, slightly sightless fashion and breathing slow enough that I could well be hibernating. At least, that’s the physical manifestation of me being deep in thought. Not a compelling image, and certainly not sculpture worthy beyond the real of satire. I’ve been told I look faintly depressed, but this is not the case. The cogs are whirring, and rarely have any dust to shed before they work properly now that I’m doing this writing schtick full time.
It has been a long while since I’ve posted, but I’m going to get back in the habit of weekly posts. There will be two this week, since my adventures in middle-north of England for the Vengeance V3 Guild Ball Tournament. I’ve got pretty wrapped up in that game and it’s a lot of fun, but that’s not what I’ve mainly been doing since I quit my day job. No, no, no, friends; I’ve been writing.
I have not been the most prolific writer, since finish the first draft of my second book. In fact, I took a month off – mainly. Mostly. I took feedback and decided on edits I’d need to make, wrote a little bit of another project and typed up a short story that was previously only recorded on scraps of dog-eared paper held together by a broken staple and hope. But mostly, I didn’t write.
I am proof reading for a friend, which is fun and educational as she’s writing a Young Adult fiction piece and because she’s a woman, so brings a different outlook. The Young Adult fiction part is something I’m slowly adapting to in my feedback – the awkward boy-girl relationships, the idea of friendship being very important juxtaposed to the protagonist not having any friends/being popular, and several other facets that I would not include in my current manuscript because we have different target audiences. This is, importantly, not to say that young adults cannot enjoy non-YA fiction, nor that adults can’t enjoy young adult fiction. All it means is that the story is directed specifically at one of those groups, and as with any form of entertainment fiction must be tailored for its intended audience.
I’m hoping my sequel’s prologue as gripping as the first book’s, as I’ve just rounded that off this morning, although topping my last one for shock factor is difficult in today’s world. This is mostly due to the devaluing of murder that happens in Western media and fiction, so that’s less of a powerful option than what I did in the first book.
A very long time has passed since the last post here, and not because there’s not been anything to write about! I’ve spent two weeks in the Philippines, done a lot of gaming after getting very much into Guildball and I published my first book! What excitement! After six weeks on the market I’ve had ten sales and made about £15, which works out as about £10 a month. I’ve done minimal advertising so I’m not too upset, and I also haven’t quit my day job, so this isn’t tragedy – on the contrary, I’m really frelling chuffed about it! It’s got me keen to write the sequel, especially as a few of my customers (read: friends) are asking about it frequently.