I’m not used to my writing life being this way, but it’s slow going right now. When we last talked, two weeks ago, I was on 13,000 words. Today I am only on 20,000 words. 7,000 word progression in two weeks. That’s poor.
I told you last time that this book was tangling me up in knots and I was not wrong. It’s the start of a new series for me and I’m being ambitious with it. I may be exceeding my capability, but I need to stretch myself or I will never grow as a writer and once it’s written, with the help of a good editor I will be able to knock it into some kind of shape that will hopefully be readable.
I watched Aaron Sorkin’s Masterclass – these classes you can buy online – this week and he gave me an idea for how I could get out of this deadlock I seem to have found myself in. So I have a vague plan of action for the vague outline of a story I am writing. Maybe this time next week I will be able to tell you I have broken through this inactivity and I am now raring ahead, but somehow I have a feeling this whole project will be the tortoise’s race.
I’ve watched the first season of Marvel’s The Punisher on Netflix over the past couple of weeks and the writing on that is brilliant. I finished it yesterday. I aspire to have a story mind like the people who make brilliant programmes like this and who are able to hang them all together the way they do. The Aaron Sorkin Masterclass gave me an insight into how the US writers rooms work, how there are many writers and they push ideas off each other, whereas I only have myself to work with. But when it comes down to it, only one person can write the actual words. (I think.) I could do with that right now. Someone to bounce ideas off, it might help me with the forward momentum of this book. But writing a novel is a solitary process and it’s one we have to bear. I will blunder on.
I have news on the standalone that is out on submission with agents. It has had a couple of rejections. This is normal. It has also had a rejection with a caveat that if it was rewritten it could be resubmitted. The agent found an area of disbelief they couldn’t get around, so if I wrote it differently they would be happy to read it again as they liked my writing. I find this a little funny, the discrepancy between TV and books, and how TV can get around the suspension of disbelief a lot more than books can. You just have to look at Line of Duty for that. (And I’m not even watching this season. One season was enough for me.) But it was great news for me anyway, that the agent liked my writing. It was a boost to my self-esteem that a gatekeeper liked the way I write.
And that’s where I am at the moment. Let me know in the comments what your week has been like. I’d love to hear from you.