My Letters to Lia planning journal. It’s quite a mess of ideas.
Letters to Lia: Update IX
I’M GOING TO START WRITING LTL TODAY!
THAT IS ALL!
Letters to Lia: Update VIII
I have just found a rather significant plot hole. I suppose that’s what one would call it, even though it’s not really a hole in the plot. It’s more a hole in the planning. Planning hole? Anyway.
I went back and read my synopsis that I wrote for LTL (which is always a good thing for me to do; my synopses are my visions for the stories I write, and it helps to return to that and refresh my memory), and I found that Lia #2 was supposed to have depression. The only problem with that is while I was planning Lia #1’s character more recently than when I wrote the synopsis, I gave her depression. So now I have to decide whether it’s a good parallel to make both modern-day Lia and past Lia have depression or if it’s just overkill.
It’s not a problem if I decide to rework Lia #1’s character because I have another idea I found in the back pocket of my LTL planning journal. It wouldn’t be the end of the world to change my plans all over again.
I am currently discussing the issue with Sean. And, as of right now, he approves of the change of plans! So that’s that.
A Farewell to National Novel Writing Month
I know this is a (very) late post, but Camp NaNoWriMo was yet another failed attempt at writing a novel in the span of one month.
However, I am not disappointed in myself at all! Nope, not one bit. Why?
Because in July, I (finally) realized that NaNo is just not made for me. It’s not that I crumble under the pressure (even though I occasionally do), and it’s not even that I have to write 50,000 words in 30 days (even though that’s a huge part of it). The problem with me and NaNoWriMo is that I cannot sacrifice quality for quantity. I simply can’t do it. I’m too much of a perfectionist, and word counts mean so little to me in comparison to the story itself.
National Novel Writing Month is a wonderful tool for people who need some sort of quantitative goal to reach for, but I need to have a more qualitative finish line. I need my novels to be written because I want to write something beautiful, something powerful, something that readers will appreciate and relate to, something that can change the hearts and minds of the people who read my words, and, most of all, something that will change the people themselves.
Basically, my motivation to write Letters to Lia and any future novels must come from my own personal goal to write stories that have the capacity to change lives.
Quite a lofty goal, I know, but I’d rather shoot for the stars than settle for the moon.
So this post is essentially a farewell to my participation in National Novel Writing Month. It was fun while it lasted, and I truly mean that. My longest attempt at a novel was a product of NaNo 2012, and it was always so fun to “compete” with the members of my teen writing group while we all tackled head-on the task of 50,000 words at the same time. I made some cool temporary friends during my first Camp experience (two Québécoise girls were in my cabin. Let’s just say I learned a small lexicon of French profanity). I also met the self-published Sara Harricharan this time around.
Overall, November NaNoWriMo and its summer Camp NaNo sessions have done a lot of things for me as both a writer and a person. It’s just time for me to do my own thing, write novels for a different reason, in different ways, and find my own personal motivation to land among the stars instead of settling for the moon.
Letters to Lia: Update VII
This is a short update, but today I received a quick Russian lesson from the dad of a girl who’s in my writing critique group! Lia #1 is Russian, but the Russian language is really weird when it comes to names and such, so her full name was pretty much breaking all the rules. But it’s all fixed now!
That’s all for today. I’m working on finishing up my basic outline and then I’ll probably be ready to start writing LTL again!
Things I should be doing: Writing
Things I am doing: Imagining random shit from the story I want to write without actually thinking them through and then forgeting about them.