Fly
on the wall? In the writing room with the Brother's Grimm. All those years of
research and then having to look at it all and put it into a body of work that
has stood the test of time. Now it's my turn and I had to do something today,
that I am getting tired of doing... Scrapping work that no longer matches the
research. Ahhhhhh!
The
next thing you know, you're going through the five stages of grief with your
written pages.
Denial.
"No! No! Not today!"
Anger.
"Pleeese don't tell me that I spent all that damn time with this sheeeet!
F dat!"
Bargaining.
"I can make this work! It's not all down the drain! Surely I can use this
paragraph somewhere else."
Depression.
"I'm never going to finish this. Looks like I'll die with the music still
inside me."
Acceptance. "Look, gul, you've chosen to do this. Future you is never going to forgive you for giving up and you know what a pill you can be."
So, I add my complaint to the mountain of others when I say... "Writing is hard, yo!"
The
concept is easy enough;
1. Get
an idea. (I have tons of those!)
2. Vomit on the page. Forget about editing and get it all down. (This is my Achilles' heel. I keep editing or checking research)
3. Re-read and craft sentences.
4. Re-read and Edit.
Getting
it all down it a more difficult than it sounds in my current project. There are
16 stories and just when I think that the tales are solid, WHAM! A YouTube
video goes... SIKE! However, I am happy to report that I've got the outline...
this time. No, really... It's ALL WORKED OUT! Umm, at least, I think so.
