Le sad face.
June 14, 2009
It’s official. Writing sucks.
I’ve spent the last hour going through all the bits of writing that I’ve started and abandoned since starting this blog a year ago. Some bits bits are longer than others (over a hundred pages), some of them are only twenty or so, and some of them are only a line.
NONE OF THEM ARE WORKING. I have one awesome character, but no story. In my head he is sitting opposite me while I type this, with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and a look of utter boredom on his face. Completely UNHELPFUL.
Clearly, this is a problem. It’s kind of like the wall in Run Fatboy Run, except less amusing, and I’m not Simon Pegg. My mission for this week is to somehow get around this roadblock. Somehow.
your character should quit smoking. smoking is bad for you.
oh man, now he’s sitting there giving ME a dirty look. does that make you feel better????
He is such a bastard Moonie, I swear. I’m going to write him into a story and out of my head IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO.
YOU CAN DO IT, CP!
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And the only way to do it, is to write. Ask him what he wants & then build around that want.
(Also: he sounds hot. Just sayin’.)
You can do it!
I know how you feel and all.. I have millions of unfinished, unstarted bits and pieces. But I like to think that it is all important to our writing journeys, yo, and we will produce masterpieces because of it all.
He sounds cool though, I look forward to reading him one day. xo