i'll be writing something thinking it's pretty good and then later when i'm revising i’ll be like why did i do this to myself. why is it so many pages. why is it so bad. why couldn't i be a math person instead
Official Post from A.F. Linley: I'm frequently jealous of my friends who work in visual art. To me it feels (however erroneously) that there
I'm frequently jealous of my friends who work in visual art. To me it feels (however erroneously) that there's far more ability to show demonstrable work in something like drawing or painting or photography.
My photographer spends three hours shooting models in his studio and ends up with 400 photos. My amazing friend Lena spends six-eight hours drawing and at the end of it, she has an incredible piece of art to show for all her hard work - and she does so while interacting with people watching her on her Twitch stream.
That photo up there with all the pink scribbles? That's the result of three hours of work. Oh, not three hours of writing. Three hours of hard, concentrated thinking, with occasional bursts of "Oh shit, I need to write that down!"
This is a story that I wrote in high school, and that's gone through numerous revisions over the years, mostly to change the setting. But this is the first time I've ever had to sit down and really think about the internal logic of what makes this narrative work and not work, and why the characters are behaving the way they do.
When I wrote the story, I was more concerned with evoking a mood than with character motivation, so now I have to go back to the beginning and build a scaffolding into a pre-existing body. And that means spending a lot of time staring at my current draft and just... thinking.
It's work. I know it's work. It certainly feels like work. But I don't have a lot to show for myself, at the end of the day.
It's a deeply frustrating experience, and I haven't even gotten to page 3 yet.
Well, we’ve made it past the first of April. There’s that, at least–and I have coffee, which is the perhaps the greatest morning blessing I could ask for. The Monthly Sales page is also refurbished. (Don’t forget to check the dates!)
One of the things about publishing, especially nowadays, is the need to shift rather rapidly when publishers don’t follow through. I had meant to let certain…
It’s rather wonderful how one can throw up one’s hands at a plot problem, go to bed, and while one sleeps the subconscious gremlins will be busy measuring and cutting, generally producing the solution upon waking. Plenty of creative problem-solving is knowing when to just… walk away, suffering a state of irritation and trusting that the engines below the floor of the waking mind will keep at…
Finished the Nigel (Sons of Ymre 3) revisions yesterday, in a blaze of productivity if not confidence, though I am back to actually liking the book. We’ll see how I feel during CEs and proofs, though. The grinding feeling of, “I hate this book and everyone else will too” is part of the process, though it never gets any easier.
Ever.
It looks like the Muse has taken some small pity on me,…