Oh yeah. Writing. NaNoWriMo – it’s all coming back to me now. It’s already almost at the halfway point. Too bad I haven’t quite written to the halfway point yet. Technically I have two more days; I’m a little over 20,000 words, so there’s still hope I can hit 25,000 by the end of day Tuesday, which would officially be halfway. Especially as there is a day off from work involved between now and then.
Since my last update, I have been struggling with work, exhaustion and the threat of disease. Yes, all I had to do was bring up the possibility and it immediately began festering in my home. The hubby is deathly ill, and I have been fighting back whatever illness he has (which is currently mimicking the Black Plague judging from his behavior – although I haven’t noticed any oozing sores – thank God) So for several days this week, instead of getting my requisite 1,667 words in, I was crawling home from work and into bed out of sheer protection. I seemed to have prevailed. I am currently writing disease-free, and have played catch-up today.
I also had a mid-week struggle with the dreaded vague storyline syndrome. I had my basic synopsis, knew the beginning, middle and end, plus main characters – but it needed more oomph. Because if I’m bored writing it, just imagine what a crappy reading experience it will be for any potential audience. Plus – while one is supposed to allow for a certain amount of suspension of disbelief in fiction, especially of the paranormal variety, completely glossing over obvious plot holes doesn’t work. I personally hate it when there isn’t at least some sort of plausible reason – even an inferred one – as to why characters behave a certain way, or events out of the ordinary occur.
I mean, maybe it seems as though Frodo and Sam should have been able to hitch a ride from the Shire with those eagles to Mordor all along, but maybe the eagles were out doing something else. They could have been vacationing, or on call somewhere else, booked up already, who knows? Maybe they just weren’t available until Frodo and Sam were half-dead on the side of Mordor. That I can buy. But when eagles start dropping random fire turds (see “Birdemic“. Or not. Probably not.) on people, and then young twenty-something couples travelling in a rusty van on the coast of Half Moon Bay have automatic weapons conveniently stashed in their vehicle, with unending ammo to kill said eagles – that’s when I have to scoff. And scoff a lot.
So I took a two-hour break earlier today to do some actual research on the genie story I’m writing. My instinct was to just keep writing – I’m on a deadline here! – but I didn’t want to randomly make up stuff that was completely implausible, and took people out of the story. No matter what genre you’re writing, you have to respect the reader and give them as much reality as you can. I think it’s even more true when you’re not writing in a “real” genre, like the paranormal. It is crucial that your world-building be consistent in order to give it the ring of truth. It turned out to be a good move, because after reading some interesting legends, I was able to world create and get invested and interested in the storyline, which greatly furthered my progress. That in turn will likely make it more compelling to the reader.
So I am still in the race folks. I may only blog on Sundays for the next couple of weeks so that I can be sure to stay on track. Anyone else out there NaNo-ing it currently, I’d love to hear about your journey as well!