I know, "Excuses, excuses."
What NaNo did do is give me the impetus to start a new project after working on Guenzel for almost six years. Now that Guenzel is finished and officially shopped around, I had to get started on something new. I haven't written anything new in over half a decade besides short stories. The thought of starting a larger project filled me with excitement. I opened up my word processing program, named my novel appropriately as "NaNoWriMo 2011" and poised my fingers above my keyboard.
Then I froze like a bucket of water left outside in winter. In fact, its currently 15 degrees outside, so I'm going to test that metaphor. I stared at a blank page for half an hour and then gave up and surfed facebook for the rest of the evening until it was time to leave Panera.
The characters that I grew to love over the past half decade, that I could write so effortlessly, were gone, replaced with strangers that stirred their drinks and smiled coyly whenever I asked a question of them. The fantastic settings that I created out of dust and caffeine were replaced with real life cities that I knew nothing about, that I had to actually research.
I called my best friend and talked to her about my new novel idea and how I was trying desperately to unthaw myself. This new project is different from anything I've written, but I feel like the premise could be breakout if I can execute it skillfully. I was excited about it, and my best friend could feel it in my tone. She told me to force myself to overcome my fear of the blank page.
I broke out of my comfort zone, starting with getting to know my new main character. I found a picture so I could visualize her, and then gave her a back story, a personality deliberately different from my own. I tackled one of the most difficult subjects through her eyes - death - and after about three thousand pages I got to know Kari Gallo a little bit better. We became mates, although the kind one constantly has to lecture about proper life choices. After that icebreaker, the story flowed.
I've heard many other beginning writers have the same issue, separating themselves from their first novel and beginning a new project. Its scary, but it absolutely must be done. Statistically, many first novels never see publication, and that is the harsh truth that drives me forward to my next novel, to new experiences that will make me a better writer and hopefully, in the future, a published author. Feeling uncomfortable isn’t nice, but it is the grind of overcoming such obstacles that reminds me writing isn't just a hobby, it is my job.
Despite how much I can tell my skills have grown in the past six years, I'm pleasantly surprised at how the process of writing a novel changes the second time around, especially since I'm writing mainstream fiction versus genre. The most difficult thing is constructing setting based on reality. Some say creating fantasy is difficult because every detail must be considered. My imagination must be deeper than most, because I find world creation to be the best part of writing fantasy. Creating a setting based on a real place requires accuracy and a careful hand. And research, lots of research. I hate it, but it must be done to tell the story that I have grown to love just as much as Guenzel.
So I’m back into my routines, and trying out new word processing software that could take some of the aggravation out of researching that I shall write about next post. One of my New Year goals is to finish my new project by summer and have a final draft by November so I can begin a new project for NaNoWriMo and hopefully, barring any freak snow storms, win!
Till next month, Happy Writing!