Wednesday 15th October 2014…
I have got a problem, okay I’ve got lots of problems but that is not for public disclosure. Being crazy or idiotic or just not of this world. Alien is what I am.
I have been trying to prepare for Nanowrimo this year, November is the month. My idea was to write part two of my story ‘Birth of the Wizard Prince’ in fact it will be finishing the story. I have done part one equaling 50,000 + words but got involved with other things like staying in hospital for 5 weeks. This is how it stands, all my poor characters stuck in limbo, suspended animation, waiting for my pen, so to speak, to move them on help them with their adventure and bring their story to a climax, a happy and satisfactory ending. But we all know stories do not end the way we always plan.
Anyway, once again I sidetrack myself, easily done when you are me. But you are not me are you, so you probably wouldn’t know would you? I thought I would read my story ‘Wizard Prince’ you remember the title don’t you? just to refresh my memory of the story line, the characters and their names the plot and any sub plots. Well this piece of prep was good but it fell apart when I started reading. Instead of reading, which should not have taken long, I started changing the text. Adding words or removing text, adding commas removing commas adding complete sentences. You might start to see my dilemma, after a period of about a week, and hour or two a day I have only reached about page twenty. [And even now it would still need more editing] I should have finished reading the whole story but with this diversion it will take ages. With all good intent it will not work as I first thought. I am a simple person, so how do I become complicated. Oh well! my story does need editing I suppose but now my coming Nanowrimo challenge might have to be re-thought. Short stories my original idea, or just abandon this years…and spend the month editing half of a story..oh decisions, decisions. What a dilemma, should I leave my characters in limbo, suspended and waiting for my pen and feeling as confused as I do. Isn’t it nice not having more serious dilemmas like bills to be paid, bailiffs knocking the door,, what a boring life that would be.
Gerry A/C ©