So one of Nano’s battle cries is "just write; turn off your internal editor." I must have caught the spirit with my last novella, because I’d plunged waaayy past the point where I usually stop, take stock, and organize the ending.
I made a mess.
It wasn’t fun. You guys heard me gripe and complain. (I don’t know where you guys get your patience!)
In the end, I like what happened. As I cleaned up the mess, I realized that I’d found a theme of sorts, and several important messages. I’d made too many scenes, so I had to throw some away, which made me stop to consider which scenes were integral to the story and which were not. It made me evaluate everything, and forced me to turn on a way of looking at things that I’ve never done with my writing.
My DH is not happy with how picky I’ve gotten with my self-editing, lately. Neither is my pocketbook. But, you know, sometimes you just have to do what you have to do. I just *can’t* turn out a story that’s not better than my last one, you know?
You know, it’s very funny. When I’m actually sitting down and writing at Borders, I’m very calm and happy. Very zen-like. It’s when I get home that I start analyzing and kicking myself to be better, when I start fussing and getting the most frustrated. Or sometimes before I write, my mind throws little mental temper tantrums about pressure or about this or that.
But once I get in the scene, it’s just me and my fictional world.
I don’t know how I’ll approach this next one. That’s what I love about writing. Each story demands a different process, or at least variations on my process. Strange, that.
Where do you get most frustrated? Have you ever made a mess with your WIP?