Last week I was out of town, and this week I was dealing with a packed schedule and a beast of a 10-page paper for school, so a late post this week.
For as little work as I’ve been able to do, ideas for the sequel to UNBoaTCfAFHV have been flying fast and loose in my brain lately. I’ve jotted most of them down, but there’s always that fear that once I try to flesh them out they’ll reveal themselves as the melodramatic, hackneyed things they are. Like when you wake up from a dream you think was beautiful and emotionally gripping and then you get your morning coffee and start your morning commute and realize… no. It was weird and didn’t make a whole lot of sense on any level.
I’m fending off the notion that this novel I’m in over my head. What do I know about the stuff I’m writing, anyway? And yet, I know that if I don’t push through and finish the dang thing, I’ll be more miserable than if I’d at least given it my best shot.
Relevant, from author Shannon Hale’s blog in November 2011, when she was writing what would become the excellent Princess Academy: Palace of Stone:
The rewrites are a struggle right now. Sometimes I wish writing a book could just be easy for me at last. But when I think about it practically, I am glad it’s a struggle. I am (as usual) attempting to write a book that’s too hard for me. I’m telling a story I’m not smart enough to tell. The risk of failure is huge. But I prefer it this way. I’m forced to learn, forced to smarten myself up, forced to wrestle. And if it works, then I’ll have written something that is better than I am.
“Write what you know” is for sissies.