I thought my plan to write ten thousand words in ten weeks was failing miserably. I was sitting around, honestly thinking I hadn’t done any writing for the last few weeks, when I suddenly realised that I was a complete idiot. What, I asked myself, were those painful hours spent breaking down Black Fiddle into individual scenes? Did they count for nothing?
The answer, quite simply, is “no”. They most certainly didn’t count for nothing. They definitely count for something.
It’s not a lot of fun, this scene breakdown. Essentially, I’m re-reading the entire book and summarising it into scenes. There was one chapter a while back that comprised one long and rather dramatic scene. Three and a half thousand words were turned into two hundred and fifty. It was a bit depressing, really.
While it might not be fiction, it’s writing and it’s hard work, so I’m counting all of those words for these past four weeks. This means that my attempt to stop being lazy and to write Ten Thousand words in Ten Weeks is actually on track. Amazingly. Tomorrow marks the end of the sixth week and – thanks to my scene breakdown – I’m already on 6,538 words.
It’s not good enough for these characters in my head, though. They demand to be released and they won’t stop bugging me until I let them out, damned noisy things that they are. Still, I don’t have a real problem with that. If I ended up writing more than ten thousand words in my ten weeks, I wouldn’t exactly be disappointed.
The answer, quite simply, is “no”. They most certainly didn’t count for nothing. They definitely count for something.
It’s not a lot of fun, this scene breakdown. Essentially, I’m re-reading the entire book and summarising it into scenes. There was one chapter a while back that comprised one long and rather dramatic scene. Three and a half thousand words were turned into two hundred and fifty. It was a bit depressing, really.
While it might not be fiction, it’s writing and it’s hard work, so I’m counting all of those words for these past four weeks. This means that my attempt to stop being lazy and to write Ten Thousand words in Ten Weeks is actually on track. Amazingly. Tomorrow marks the end of the sixth week and – thanks to my scene breakdown – I’m already on 6,538 words.
It’s not good enough for these characters in my head, though. They demand to be released and they won’t stop bugging me until I let them out, damned noisy things that they are. Still, I don’t have a real problem with that. If I ended up writing more than ten thousand words in my ten weeks, I wouldn’t exactly be disappointed.
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