Writing again.
Nov. 26th, 2013 07:55 pm500 words a day, M-F, no excuses. If I'm not going to actively look for work I have to do something. And on a good day, 500 words takes me maybe half an hour.
So far, the days have not been good. I have a couple ideas for characters that I like very much, but whenever I think of a plot to drop them into, it just feels hackneyed and cliche and all I can think is "these characters deserve something better than that". My worldbuilding is flat, my logic wouldn't stand up to a two-year-old's cross examination. Even the characters I'm halfway intrigued by are based on broad tropes, and they won't tell me with any honesty what it is that they want. Everywhere I mentally turn, it feels like I keep coming up against the You're Not Good Enough Chorus (with Special Solo Aria "Look How Much You Suck"). I'm starting to be afraid it's true.
And at the same time, I know if I had more drive, more practice, more motivation, I could easily be doing a couple thousand words a day, or more. I have all the time I need. I'm just...not good enough.
But I'm writing. Just a little, but I'm writing. It sucks, but I'm writing.
For now, that'll have to be enough.
So far, the days have not been good. I have a couple ideas for characters that I like very much, but whenever I think of a plot to drop them into, it just feels hackneyed and cliche and all I can think is "these characters deserve something better than that". My worldbuilding is flat, my logic wouldn't stand up to a two-year-old's cross examination. Even the characters I'm halfway intrigued by are based on broad tropes, and they won't tell me with any honesty what it is that they want. Everywhere I mentally turn, it feels like I keep coming up against the You're Not Good Enough Chorus (with Special Solo Aria "Look How Much You Suck"). I'm starting to be afraid it's true.
And at the same time, I know if I had more drive, more practice, more motivation, I could easily be doing a couple thousand words a day, or more. I have all the time I need. I'm just...not good enough.
But I'm writing. Just a little, but I'm writing. It sucks, but I'm writing.
For now, that'll have to be enough.