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Writing Journey: The Reality Corps

8/23/2021

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Immediately after completing Beltrunner II: Aftermath, I'm getting to work on my next project. What's funny is that this other project (working title The Reality Corps,) was one I have started TWICE now and abandoned about 50,000 words in each time. In fact, I was so blocked writing this damn thing that I followed some old advice and put it away while I looked for another project to distract me. That other project was Beltrunner II, which became its OWN project with its own blocks. So, in other words, in order to avoid confronting the story problems with Reality Corps I went and wrote a WHOLE 'NOTHER BOOK by way of escaping.

If THAT'S not the world's greatest example of avoidance, I don't know what is.

Anyway.

The good news is the previous two attempts--the two 50,000 word attempts--fleshed out the main character's backstory and origin extremely well. Oh, that's not where the story is, I found out (I figured that out while writing Beltrunner II) but all that writing was helpful in understanding my main gal.

Before you ask--no, I don't know precisely what the story is. I have the ending and the beginning, which is a start (and, I suppose, a finish) but no idea how to get from one place to another. I need to plot it out--since this will have elements of mystery to it, I have to plot very tightly. I also need quite a bit of world-building, since this will be taking place not in the future (like all of my other books) but on...shall we say, a "different" Earth. 

I'm excited to begin, and I've already amassed quite a few pages of notes. My main character, a woman named Toska, is shaping up nicely (like so many of my mains, she's an amalgam of many of the women I've known in life, but drawn heavily from my own wife's character. Who knew I would marry not only a life partner who would walk side by side with me but someone who would give me so much inspiration?) and I am starting to be able to hear her, which is always my first move. When I can hear her, I know I've got her. Seeing her comes next. I need to be able to hear her, both her diction and her intonation--when she's witty, when she's cruel (she has a cruel streak, my Toska) when she's afraid but can't show it, when she's in repose, and all the other times I will listen to her. As soon as she starts talking and moving around without me, I can start.

I'll try to keep you posted so you can see how the process works. Until then...

Be seeing you!
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Publishing Journey: Beltrunner II

8/16/2021

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Revising this last novel was a lot like how I met my future wife way back in 10th grade.
I had taken a perfectly nice girl to the homecoming dance--a girl with the same first name as she who would become my wife, though she spelled it with a “z” instead of an “s”--but something happened once I was there. I had been harboring some doubts about our relationship for some time prior to this: I remember walking her home from school most every day, holding hands, doing That Which Couples Do, and so forth. But I also remember feeling no particular spark of emotion, no sense of “being in love.” As I put it to myself then, “Is this what the poets write about when they write about love? Because I don’t feel that at all.” So I suppose I was already primed for what was to come next.
At the homecoming dance, I saw her. My future wife. She was literally across the dance floor, a la Tony and Maria, and I could neither see nor even notice anything else. I walked over to her (leaving my date behind in a move I still to this day consider very shameful) and performed a wholly cheesy magic act in which I “disappeared” a cloth napkin (stuffing it into my closed fist while it very obviously simply trailed out the bottom). I knew she was the one for me, and I knew how to get her. At the risk of misquoting Jane Austen--Dear Reader, I married her!
Revising this novel was a lot like that. I knew something was not quite right: the novel I had written didn’t “wow” me like it should. It had holes, both in the plot and in the emotion, and it just wasn’t as fun as it could have been. It took me a short time, but once I saw the solution, it hit me like a thunderbolt. Clear, obvious, and quite definitely the best move I could make. Revising everything in light of that was not terribly hard, especially since I was deleting whole chunks of writing without looking back. Yeah, I’d put work into those sections, but they were not as good as the new stuff--not by a long shot. So deleting those sections was not particularly painful.
I realize that apologizing to the girl I abandoned in 10th grade could be considered hubristic--I am sure she found someone better for her than I would have been, and I’m sure my callous act of abandonment didn’t scar her for life. Still, I wish I’d been somewhat more noble than I was. My only excuse would be I was (and so remain) completely star-struck by my love that I did not even think of anyone or anything else. 

Anyway, the next step is the publishing process. I’ll fill you in on how that goes as it...goes.

Be seeing you!

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    Hello to you. Glad to have you here. I'm going to write what I feel in this blog, and while I'm not going to go out of my way to offend you, neither am I going to hold back.

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