ARGH! I failed again. I just cannot get the story out in a way that works. This is worse than the Earworm. I almost want…that band back in my head (almost said ABBA) instead of this. It is worse than writer’s block since this time I know exactly what I want to say, but cannot find a non-cheesy third-grader on crack style of putting it. Instead, it comes across in tragic “he did this”, “then he did this” and it just…..ARGH!
Maybe I should just write out what I intend and then fill in the gaps later. Would that work? Worth a try so here I go.
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OK, it sounds cheesy third grade crack illiterate in my head before I can even get it on the page now. Jeebus! The problem is I am trying to write a story that exists within a cliché, but is aware of that fact in a way. I have always loved those characters that act as if they know they are only characters and enjoy the ride. That is what my heroes are. They are two guys who are aware they are fiction.
I think part of the problem is that there is a lot of subtle humor in everything I write that comes across for the actors in my head, but is lost on the page. I know I should try for a screenplay instead, but my story, even without a plot, is too big for a movie and too ridiculous for television. The only way for a proper handling of the story I feel is with text, I just cannot get that first page, screw page, paragraph to work.
I am going to go beat my cats, come back, and try again. Oh, they can read I think cause they both just bolted. Here kitty, kitty, kitty.
5 comments:
Do not beat the cats! You had the right idea -- get it down, as sketchy as it takes, and go back later and flesh it out. Sometimes I have pages with actual blank lines on them because I can't grasp what I'm trying to say. I just go back to it later, when my brain is more awake.
To quote Tom Hanks from League of their Own "If it was easy, everybody would be doing it". He wasn't talking about writing but you get the idea...
SJ,
My cats beat me instead. Nothing is going right. They even mocked me by showing both of their finished novels. Damn little bastards. Each has 500 pages done. Sure, most of it is "meow meow meow purr", but it is still 500 pages....each!
Variant,
Those are almost discouraging words, almost. While not an ego monster, I do believe I have the talent to get it done. I have already heard the story numerous nights in my head as I fade to sleep, I just keep losing it. The line between aware cheese and just plain cheese is so thin that it is so hard to aim for. I may have to abandon my cliche idea for now and try again with that aspect later.
Heh. Smart kitties you got there. So, what are their novels about? You know, you could lock them in the garage and steal their manuscripts. Who they gonna tell?:)
The writing stuff is harder than it seems, yo.
I suggest putting the words down, even if you're dissatisfied with the result. It's easier to fix a story that exists than one that...doesn't.
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