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Nov 17, 2009

Blog 1: Me plotting.

Lets talk plots for a moment.
The plot of a story is like its water source, it's survival. By all means necessary it must be big, huge and complicated but not so big you drown in it.

The plot of Millvalley is very big almost to drowning point and its also unruly! Its very hard to make heads or tail of it until its done. But how do you know your going the right way? I know I shouldn't complain because after all I thought it up...but still, no fair :(
Writing stuff down helps, I have made myself a little book of Millvalley secerts (Ow), half of what is written in it wont make it into Millvalley; the other half is full of stuff that I intend to add in the second round of writing (fingers crossed).

When writing there are very few things that can stop me from doing what I want to do.
1. People reading over my shoulder (you know who you are) I need privacy to be a genius.
2. People talking really loudly (yes, I'm talking about you!) you being noisy is constantly reminding me that I'm not alone ergo not in private; plus I can't hear my muse.
One thing that doesn't stop me from writing is confusion...and the fact that I forgot the beginning of the story (ahee) yep I forgot the beginning.
But there is always editing and time to connect the dots afterwords.

Next time I'll tell you how the idea of Millvalley came to a daydreaming twelve year old (that was a long time ago) very funny story...and slightly humilating; but I'm over it.


1 comment:

  1. Hello! I just noticed that you're a new follower of my blog Miss Novelistic---and I always like to check out other people's blogs. :)

    I love your blog, by the way.

    It's funny that you mention that your Millvalley story came to you as a twelve-year-old. I was thirteen when I wrote the first draft of my current novel-in-progress. It started out as a 79-page story for a history class... yeah, I was that wordy back in the 7th grade---as I assume many writers are, heh. I've started and other novels over the years, but there's something about this one. I've finished it, re-written it, re-plotted, re-started, finished, and done it all again. Someday, I believe I will finish it and it will be a masterpiece. :D But in the meantime, I'm still plucking away at the plot.

    And I completely understand the few things that stop you from writing. They're similar for me. People reading over my shoulder---that's probably the worst. Talking loudly can be bad, too. Another thing that bothers me is certain kinds of music. I was at a coffee house where a reeeeally bad folk singer was crooning away. And I had forgotten my earbuds. :(

    Sorry for rambling in this comment.

    Have a good weekend!