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I am a problem child.
Monday, 16 May 2016 11:20One of the disclaimers at last night's workshop wrap-up was "we don't analyze personalities at the workshop, but..."
I have a problem with endings. I am not certain what the core of the problem is, other than always being drawn like an insect to The New Shiny. I can recall that I have been, for years now, elated every time I managed to complete anything longer than a one-shot. Some of my proudest points as a fic writer have been multi-chapter fics that I managed to herd into an ending, satisfying or otherwise. Not epics, not novel-length fics. Not those stories that are points of pride for us as a subculture. Just... finished stories.
The Golem of Denerim. A Hold. Stars Shine Above. One older story from a defunct fandom that I never migrated into my AO3. These have served as my markers that I am capable of writing something that resembles a short story, with a plot that progresses and characters that experience growth. These are good stories and I still love them. Why can't I do this again?
At the end of this month, there is a deadline for the 2016 yearly SFF publication. It's not that there aren't other avenues to submit stories in Hebrew, because there are. But those deadlines, the deadlines are like catnip to me. I need them because I need something that forces me to hustle. I mark them in bright orange on my digital calendar, so that when I sit down to write, I always have a ready answer for "what are we working on today?"
Today I am taking a break from short stories. Not least because I have other deadlines looming, and because I had a late day yesterday and will have another one tomorrow. But the morning is still dedicated to writing, in one way or another. Whether I'm debugging a script for a Twine game or listening to writing podcasts, this is the thing that fills my mind most of the time.
And I have my morning words, which I am making more of an effort to get done... in the morning. I was up to a streak of fifty days and then I got distracted and broke it. Bluh. Morning words are helpful, they give some structure.
I have a problem with endings. I am not certain what the core of the problem is, other than always being drawn like an insect to The New Shiny. I can recall that I have been, for years now, elated every time I managed to complete anything longer than a one-shot. Some of my proudest points as a fic writer have been multi-chapter fics that I managed to herd into an ending, satisfying or otherwise. Not epics, not novel-length fics. Not those stories that are points of pride for us as a subculture. Just... finished stories.
The Golem of Denerim. A Hold. Stars Shine Above. One older story from a defunct fandom that I never migrated into my AO3. These have served as my markers that I am capable of writing something that resembles a short story, with a plot that progresses and characters that experience growth. These are good stories and I still love them. Why can't I do this again?
At the end of this month, there is a deadline for the 2016 yearly SFF publication. It's not that there aren't other avenues to submit stories in Hebrew, because there are. But those deadlines, the deadlines are like catnip to me. I need them because I need something that forces me to hustle. I mark them in bright orange on my digital calendar, so that when I sit down to write, I always have a ready answer for "what are we working on today?"
Today I am taking a break from short stories. Not least because I have other deadlines looming, and because I had a late day yesterday and will have another one tomorrow. But the morning is still dedicated to writing, in one way or another. Whether I'm debugging a script for a Twine game or listening to writing podcasts, this is the thing that fills my mind most of the time.
And I have my morning words, which I am making more of an effort to get done... in the morning. I was up to a streak of fifty days and then I got distracted and broke it. Bluh. Morning words are helpful, they give some structure.
