Merrilee Faber, when this trilogy in my head gets written, revised, bought, and published, I’m going to mail a big thank-you to Australia for your brilliance in running this workshop.
That’s right. Trilogy. Sort of a far cry from short-story. Not a word of it is written yet, except for page upon page of ideas, but OH MY. It’s epic. It’s adventurous. It’s currently all in my head. I want it out.
But, I digress.¹
Oh, boy, the Creativity Workshop this week. Perhaps I should begin with how last Sunday suddenly morphed into Saturday night, and six full days mysteriously slipped through a black hole? To be fair, time passed at warp-speed because I was furiously devoted to novel edits, but the result — as far as #CreateWS is concerned — is the same.
Notebook. Blank. Ideas, existing only in my head, curled up to sleep beside my good intentions.
How lame, I thought. Lame, lame, lame. Must fix. Not at all content to tell you guys, “Hey, guess what? I didn’t do one single thing toward the workshop this week, and I’m okay with it because of (insert some valid excuse here),” I set to work on it. Last night. At 10pm.
Yeah, so that didn’t work too well. Sweet husband and I got invited to a concert, and though we did not go, the invitation itself distracted me. Plus, I made us some tea, and found myself distracted by the boiling, the steeping, the drinking. We somehow ended up tackling four loads of laundry instead, and my notebook remained blank. (Wait. Lie. Not totally blank — I managed to transcribe the entire three lines of my nursery rhyme inspiration, “Sailing, Sailing,” before giving up.)
This morning, I woke up with the sun, while my husband and the two cats slept. I brewed a fresh French press, ate some toast, and tried again.
Um, this time? MAGIC. Magic, magic, magic. Epic magic. In my head, on the page, frantic scribbles in my little green notebook. Ideas. Characters. Twists, lies, hope, jealousy, love, loss, bitterness. Adventure. A quest. Mystery.
Pretty soon, I became fairly certain this would not a short story make. It would a LONG story make. Like, maybe three long stories. Complications, twists, motivations snaked their way out of my pen and onto the page, building upon each other to weave a surprisingly coherent, intriguing, tight idea for a plot.
Moral of this week’s story? It is SO worth it to at least try to do something on these workshop stories, even if it’s at the last minute. To give it time, real time, along with real thought.
I desperately want to vomit my ideas onto the screen, but that sort of thing tends to jinx me until the story is at least somewhat underway. Sorry to be all, YAY FOR IDEAS and then, NO I WON’T REVEAL ANYTHING. I plan to pursue this project, so stick around and I’m bound to tell you more at some point in the future. If you really want to know, email me, and I’ll probably be too excited to hold back, once pressed.
So, the plan. I’m pressing on with the workshop. The next set is all about stories inspired by song lyrics about birds, and I’m excited. I have a surprise in store for you guys, so check back early in the week.
As for my trilogy idea, I’m trying to figure out when is best to do something on it. On one hand, I’m thigh-deep in revisions for my WIP. I’m determined to finish that one, and finish it well. So, that remains priority. Also, the workshop has given me great new inspiration, many new tools, and I have committed to it, so I’m going to keep that as a priority.
I’m thinking I’ll try to write for fifteen or thirty minutes a day on the trilogy idea, something short and consistent to both a) get my writing juices flowing, and b) maintain a connection to these ideas I’ve had. Once the workshop is over, I’ll focus more energy on the new project. Once I’m done with edits and in the querying phase for my current WIP, I’ll focus even more energy on it.
As if I needed more stuff to do. The good thing, though, is that I’m SO EXCITED about all of it. No, I didn’t write a short story this week, but I have my next novel project lined up. What I need now is patience, and the ability to focus my enthusiasm. No deserting the current projects, no sacrificing the almost-finished for the not-even-started.
This post is long enough.
¹I have ALWAYS wanted to say I digress, but I think this is actually the first time I ever have. Just FYI.