Five states of being make a post
Jun. 19th, 2009 11:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
1. I don't know why I'm still amazed at the utter hypocrisy of people pointing fingers at others for the stuff they routinely do themselves. Yet still I find myself surprised. No, nothing directed at me, just a general observation, and if you're reading this it's dead certain you're not who I'm talking about. And since going after straw dogs and easy targets means many folks will nod and go along with the finger-pointing, no one is likely to call the hypocrite out.
2. Another bout of stomach difficulties this week: I hear this flu makes you sick, then lets you think you're recovered, then hits you again, so I don't suppose anything sinister is going on. I'm feeling better today. Well, except for the usual creeping, clinging malaise.
3. I've rewritten one of the offending chapters of A Rain of Angels and am overall satisfied with the change. I'm having a hard time motivating myself to go on to change the next chapter, the one requiring me to completely get rid of one comic character that I rather like and replace him with a grim and scary sort, then shift the other comically stupid character to one that is sinisterly stupid. I am so done with this novel. But I will slay the monster yet!
4. A big restructure is also necessary in order to proceed with Venus in Transit. The next chapter to be posted on OWW, chapter 9, requires me to start the restructure, but I can't seem to work up the enthusiasm for it. Maybe I should finish the novel, then restructure. I don't usually favor circling back to make changes before pushing through to the end because it usually lands me in just the kind of malaise I find myself in now. Maybe I could stomach it better as a completed first draft that needs fixing, as that is the usual pattern of ripping things up to reassemble. Maybe.
5. I thought yesterday I'd say to hell with both these projects and write something just for fun. But I didn't. Couldn't think of what I wanted to write, it seemed like too much trouble. My vaunted drive to write seems to have vaulted over the wall. I wonder what my reasons for writing are these days? The old formulae no longer seem to apply. Perhaps what's needed is a restructuring of myself rather than my novels.
2. Another bout of stomach difficulties this week: I hear this flu makes you sick, then lets you think you're recovered, then hits you again, so I don't suppose anything sinister is going on. I'm feeling better today. Well, except for the usual creeping, clinging malaise.
3. I've rewritten one of the offending chapters of A Rain of Angels and am overall satisfied with the change. I'm having a hard time motivating myself to go on to change the next chapter, the one requiring me to completely get rid of one comic character that I rather like and replace him with a grim and scary sort, then shift the other comically stupid character to one that is sinisterly stupid. I am so done with this novel. But I will slay the monster yet!
4. A big restructure is also necessary in order to proceed with Venus in Transit. The next chapter to be posted on OWW, chapter 9, requires me to start the restructure, but I can't seem to work up the enthusiasm for it. Maybe I should finish the novel, then restructure. I don't usually favor circling back to make changes before pushing through to the end because it usually lands me in just the kind of malaise I find myself in now. Maybe I could stomach it better as a completed first draft that needs fixing, as that is the usual pattern of ripping things up to reassemble. Maybe.
5. I thought yesterday I'd say to hell with both these projects and write something just for fun. But I didn't. Couldn't think of what I wanted to write, it seemed like too much trouble. My vaunted drive to write seems to have vaulted over the wall. I wonder what my reasons for writing are these days? The old formulae no longer seem to apply. Perhaps what's needed is a restructuring of myself rather than my novels.