Kill me now!
OK, perhaps the title is a touch extreme, depending on how you look at it. What I am saying is I am sick of writing my novel. I wish the damned thing was finished and published already. I’ve written, and rewritten and what’s worse is that I am nowhere near finished with it. Not by a fucking long shot.
So why do I do it? Why do I keep banging away on my Mac laptop day in and day out in the hopes that one day, the world will read my work? Good question. My answer is simple; I am a masochistic dumb bastard.
All right, I’m not a masochistic dumb bastard (at least not all the time). I just believe in my project. I want to see all my blood, sweat, and tears pay off and mean something and more than that, I want my name and work to be remembered among the best to have ever done it—writing that is.
I think that’s why we all write. We plug away at our word processors, pens or pencils and pads, or computers hoping that one-day what we churn out will be featured on a bookstore shelf or downloaded onto someone’s Kindle. To put it another way, we want people to read our shit and like it.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve started over with my novel or the long hours I put into world building. I’m writing a post-apocalyptic novel (well, I put the project to the side in lieu of a reinterpretation of Goethe’s Faust, but I’ll come back to it, I swear) and world building is an important part of the process. If you’re not sure what world building is, I’ll write an entry on it soon, keep your pants on—except you, you can take off all the clothing you want you sexy beast.
I’ve spent so much time world building and outlining (I wrote an entry on that which you can read by clicking the wonderful link), that I’ve become bored with my work. This isn’t to say my work is bad, bland or uninteresting. At the risk of bragging, my work is fucking awesome. But one can only stomach the sepia-toned and washed out wastelands of a post-apocalyptic America for so long before becoming bored. So, I like to think of my side project as a vacation, an excursion into different territories. Make no mistake, I will return to my original novel and I will finish it. Right now, however, I’m putting it to the side.
So how many of you get sick of your novels? Are you writing other stories or working on other projects as a means of escape? Leave a comment.
RONIN STAND UP.
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