Fivestrings
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So, about 18 years ago I had this idea for (what I consider) a great story.
It's original in it's own right, reads initially as though it is a fantasy, until it becomes clear (through certain plot developments and topics) that it's actually sci-fi.
I've had the main characters firmly grounded within their own personalities for many years, as well as the meat and potatoes of the main plot.
I've written on and off over the years (sometimes a few years between fits of obsessive keyboard hammering), and written some stuff that I was really quite proud of (and I'm always the last to give myself praise for anything), but above all, I really enjoyed the writing of it.
The story itself has changed over the years as I got older, however the original idea/s are still what drives it, and even when not writing, it has always been there in back of my mind, whispering to me that it is still unfinished.
A few months ago, it started shouting at me again. I went months, frustrated of not having a laptop or being able to afford one, and itching to write. I made notes on my phone, penned ideas and conversations in a note pad, all in anticipation of getting that laptop and submersing myself into it for one final assault...
Well, I got the laptop a couple weeks ago, and I may have written all of a thousand words since, tops, that's it. And those thousand words or so came hard. They certainly did not pour onto the screen in the frantic way that my previous writing did.
They were a slog, to be quite honest, and what I've written is, "meh" at best.
I'm feeling deflated and frustrated.
Now, I'm sure I'm not the first person to have ever felt this way!
I've been trying to get to the bottom of why, all of a sudden, I can sit here staring at a blank screen and write not a word before shutting it down and giving up.
How do people deal with this if/when it happens to them?
I need to get that old feeling back of typing away, not even knowing myself what is going to happen, and being excited about that.
It's original in it's own right, reads initially as though it is a fantasy, until it becomes clear (through certain plot developments and topics) that it's actually sci-fi.
I've had the main characters firmly grounded within their own personalities for many years, as well as the meat and potatoes of the main plot.
I've written on and off over the years (sometimes a few years between fits of obsessive keyboard hammering), and written some stuff that I was really quite proud of (and I'm always the last to give myself praise for anything), but above all, I really enjoyed the writing of it.
The story itself has changed over the years as I got older, however the original idea/s are still what drives it, and even when not writing, it has always been there in back of my mind, whispering to me that it is still unfinished.
A few months ago, it started shouting at me again. I went months, frustrated of not having a laptop or being able to afford one, and itching to write. I made notes on my phone, penned ideas and conversations in a note pad, all in anticipation of getting that laptop and submersing myself into it for one final assault...
Well, I got the laptop a couple weeks ago, and I may have written all of a thousand words since, tops, that's it. And those thousand words or so came hard. They certainly did not pour onto the screen in the frantic way that my previous writing did.
They were a slog, to be quite honest, and what I've written is, "meh" at best.
I'm feeling deflated and frustrated.
Now, I'm sure I'm not the first person to have ever felt this way!
I've been trying to get to the bottom of why, all of a sudden, I can sit here staring at a blank screen and write not a word before shutting it down and giving up.
How do people deal with this if/when it happens to them?
I need to get that old feeling back of typing away, not even knowing myself what is going to happen, and being excited about that.