A Strange Writing Analogy / The Goldinator
I have an odd relationships with Twisties (I'm not sure if any of you Americans have them, but it sounds like an American thing, so I'll assume you do) (on the off chance you have no idea what they are, they're just cheese flavored puffed... chip... things...).
Anyways, I love them. I really do. They're delicious. They're cheesy. They leave the best flavour on your fingers, making them taste like cheese for hours. And everything you touch ends up tasting like cheese as well...
But despite that, I hate them. I have to eat them slowly, one chip at a time, to force myself to savour the flavour. And if I eat them too fast--they're so delicious, how can I resist?--I end up feeling sick. I mean, they're so brightly orange, they look somewhat radioactive, what else would I expect? I never want to see them again. It takes me weeks to recover from the nausea that thinking about them causes.
Now, I'm sure you guys are all sitting there wondering why the hell I'm writing about Twisties. I swear I have a reason.
It's sort of the same with writing--at least, for me.
I love writing. I really do. It's the only thing that reeeeeeeeeeeeally makes me happy. I live for writing. The feeling of my fingers moving on the keyboard, or my hand as it glides a pen across the page... It's a beautiful feeling.
But, too much of it, and too quickly, it doesn't do good things. It wears me out. I hit blocks quickly. Sure, I can write several thousand words in just a few hours, but it'll mean that I'll be put off writing, no matter how much I love it.
When I finished NaNo, I wrote about 10k in the last few hours. I wrote so much, and even if most of it wasn't going to end up in the novel (zombie sex scenes, anyone?) it still wore me down. I couldn't bring myself to write for almost 2 months afterwards.
You know how they say 'slow and steady wins the race'? It's totally true. I keep plodding along, and it's smooth sailing. Sure, I like to push my boundaries a bit, but I stop before I can go too far and make myself too sick to write.
So yeah, that's my little writing analogy.
And yes, I just so happen to be eating Twisties, from which the idea to this post spawned.
Also, I have exciting, yet late news. My steampunk novel might have a baby sibling! Yes, the seed has been planted, and the more I think about it, the more I'm excited to write it. Hopefully, when I begin querying, my DREAM AGENT will like the idea of making it into a series.
For now, the working title of the possible sequel is Fool's Gold: Gold Harder.*
Silly titles aside, I want to write it so badly. It'll involve our heroes, Jesse and Millie a few months after the events that happened in the first book. This time, they're in America. I won't give out too many details, but it involves steam-powered ships and mermaids and gold-rushes.
This whole thing is making me giddy to have an agent already! I want to know if it's a hit or a miss!
I have to thank my bf for help with brainstorming this idea. (I HOPE YOU'RE NOT READING THIS >:c) It started out as a silly bit of fun, and turned into a full on basic outline of the novel, complete with historical events that match up with the time and story (though, of course, I'll be taking liberties as to how those historical events pan out...)
So yes, that's my exciting news for the week.
I'll try to post more often, but, truthfully, I'm a lazy bugger.
* Title courtesy of bf and the Die Hard franchise**.
** I'll assume that if there will be more to the Gold series, they'll be called Gold with a Vengeance, and... well, I can't think how to make Live Free or Die Hard/Die Hard 4.0 into a Gold title. Feel free to come up with titles. In fact, try your hand at other cheesy 80's action flicks. (Dirty Gold, Gold Force, The Goldforcer, Sudden Gold and The Gold Pool sound awesome. Try to guess what series they come from. :P)
I should really go now. I'm running on no sleep, and lots of Mountain Dew. I'm a bit loopy. :-/
Anyways, I love them. I really do. They're delicious. They're cheesy. They leave the best flavour on your fingers, making them taste like cheese for hours. And everything you touch ends up tasting like cheese as well...
But despite that, I hate them. I have to eat them slowly, one chip at a time, to force myself to savour the flavour. And if I eat them too fast--they're so delicious, how can I resist?--I end up feeling sick. I mean, they're so brightly orange, they look somewhat radioactive, what else would I expect? I never want to see them again. It takes me weeks to recover from the nausea that thinking about them causes.
Now, I'm sure you guys are all sitting there wondering why the hell I'm writing about Twisties. I swear I have a reason.
It's sort of the same with writing--at least, for me.
I love writing. I really do. It's the only thing that reeeeeeeeeeeeally makes me happy. I live for writing. The feeling of my fingers moving on the keyboard, or my hand as it glides a pen across the page... It's a beautiful feeling.
But, too much of it, and too quickly, it doesn't do good things. It wears me out. I hit blocks quickly. Sure, I can write several thousand words in just a few hours, but it'll mean that I'll be put off writing, no matter how much I love it.
When I finished NaNo, I wrote about 10k in the last few hours. I wrote so much, and even if most of it wasn't going to end up in the novel (zombie sex scenes, anyone?) it still wore me down. I couldn't bring myself to write for almost 2 months afterwards.
You know how they say 'slow and steady wins the race'? It's totally true. I keep plodding along, and it's smooth sailing. Sure, I like to push my boundaries a bit, but I stop before I can go too far and make myself too sick to write.
So yeah, that's my little writing analogy.
And yes, I just so happen to be eating Twisties, from which the idea to this post spawned.
Also, I have exciting, yet late news. My steampunk novel might have a baby sibling! Yes, the seed has been planted, and the more I think about it, the more I'm excited to write it. Hopefully, when I begin querying, my DREAM AGENT will like the idea of making it into a series.
For now, the working title of the possible sequel is Fool's Gold: Gold Harder.*
Silly titles aside, I want to write it so badly. It'll involve our heroes, Jesse and Millie a few months after the events that happened in the first book. This time, they're in America. I won't give out too many details, but it involves steam-powered ships and mermaids and gold-rushes.
This whole thing is making me giddy to have an agent already! I want to know if it's a hit or a miss!
I have to thank my bf for help with brainstorming this idea. (I HOPE YOU'RE NOT READING THIS >:c) It started out as a silly bit of fun, and turned into a full on basic outline of the novel, complete with historical events that match up with the time and story (though, of course, I'll be taking liberties as to how those historical events pan out...)
So yes, that's my exciting news for the week.
I'll try to post more often, but, truthfully, I'm a lazy bugger.
* Title courtesy of bf and the Die Hard franchise**.
** I'll assume that if there will be more to the Gold series, they'll be called Gold with a Vengeance, and... well, I can't think how to make Live Free or Die Hard/Die Hard 4.0 into a Gold title. Feel free to come up with titles. In fact, try your hand at other cheesy 80's action flicks. (Dirty Gold, Gold Force, The Goldforcer, Sudden Gold and The Gold Pool sound awesome. Try to guess what series they come from. :P)
I should really go now. I'm running on no sleep, and lots of Mountain Dew. I'm a bit loopy. :-/