Spurt

Following another spurt of enthusiasm - I so rarely feel inspired these days, I kind of have to take inspiration where I find it - I’ve officially been burning the candles at both ends and staying up late into the night, laptop braced on my knees in bed. What I’m writing is chiefly dialogue and chiefly bollocks, but I’m trying to console myself that at least I’m writing something. While the few thousand words falling from my fingers are essentially rubbish, something’s better than nothing. Just.

What seems to really be coming along is plot. Ideas how how the narrative can be taken forward, scenes and scenarios. What’s lacking is any skill in delivering this properly. I can write strings of dialogue that propel the story onwards, but nothing of the bits inbetween. It’s looking like a television script minus the stage direction - and a bad one at that.

For now, however, at least I’m writing. At least I’m thinking of the story, dreaming about it, hearing snippets of conversations and getting struck with ideas when driving or working. I love the challenge of penning occasional lyrics for Martin - my only real creative output in recent months - but this story seems desperate to be told: bollocks or not, at least my word count is rising and the story is taking shape.

Posted on 8th February, 2007 at 9:46 am |

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