The words are gathering and a number, 30,000, comes nearer. These are the finest words I have ever put together under one fictional heading, and it is my sincere hope that they are the most innovative too.
As a story of speculative fiction, this is going to be one that has not been done before. That is my goal. The reader will not have seen anything like this.
So far, nearly 30,000 words so far, I am living up to this standard. It is exciting, it is terrifying, and it is incredibly difficult.
Is the bar too high?
My feeling is that the bar is never too high, but I do have to decide when to stop tinkering, when to stop scrutinizing everywhere in the feeble reach for revision perfection.
And sometimes if the limbo bar is held just too low for success, you can arch your back and strategically use your stomach to nudge the damn bar up just high enough to get by without disrupting the entire conga line.
How’s that for a metaphor?
Be excited. This piece has a large part of my soul embedded within. An no one will see it coming.
I am swimming in words . . . and I am not going to lie I am a little overwhelmed.
I had scribed about 50000 words of a fantasy work that I tossed (it had to be done) a little over a year ago. More recently, I wrote 70000+ words of an epic novel, then I sat revising, I started its screenplay/graphic novel ms based off of the novel, I wrote another 20000+ words of a sequel to said novel, revising again, and then I halted pitching it when I took up a brand new story that has me more invigorated than I've ever been.
But there's a problem:
The last revisit of the completed novel's opening brought me to a crossroads, and a couple of my close proofreader friends (two wonderful, patient, and saintly people for putting up with me and not murdering me with my keyboard) convinced me, and 100% rightly, to alter my protagonist's back-story and family history, which accounts for much of her character. I started to scrap the very unnecessary and overly dramatic portions of her past/present life that had swallowed and watered down who she actually was. This drastically alters her very makeup and in a good and frightening way for me. The first couple of chapters I rewrote make for a completely different story, and it both thrills me, makes me happy because of the improvement, but also pains me deeply becasue of the time and sweat (sorry about the hygiene, folks) that I put in to craft the book that I love as a child.
By changing the whole protagonist, the entire story needs to be ripped down and renovated from the ground up, and the truth is, that's a bitch (to coin a phrase). I love my story as it is now but cannot bring myself to pursue publishing it as a novel before I redo it, and it might make for a great graphic novel and/or movie (or so a few people have said and I have dreamed), but these too would need a drastic reset, and I have not gotten there yet. I debate and on some days I feel that I want this as a book first and foremost and I'll find the time for the revision that will really be a rewrite, and on other days, today for instance, I think this thing was meant to be a visual noir-esque thriller of a 2020's America that we may be headed for and I can probably find my character's rhythm and life essence easier and quicker in a film and comic ms format...
If anyone wants to help me out here and lend an opinion based on my hints and meanderings, I'd be grateful.
What I can say for my fans looking forward to a new published novel of mine in the near future is that my newest work is nearly at the 20,000 word mark in a few short and busy weeks and this is going to be oh so HUGE when it hits. All I will admit to now is that it is straight up futuristic storytelling like there has never been and this will be my first attempt at going beyond the realistic and the fantastical of speculative literature and delving (loosely) into the thriller science-fiction genre.
I hope it will be worth the wait, my friends. Nothing is stopping me from fulfilling this tale, because I know that is the case. I am compelled with a feeling similar to the compulsion to write feverishly whenever I can, so I know that this will come to fruition . . . and soon. I am going to go write some more of it and enjoy the ride, but I am thinking of you my friends, and I cannot wait to share this thrill with you as well.
I have turned the tide and started on my journey. Words and Worlds hang in the balance and I am writing it all down before the RJ Tower! Read about my newest novel on CyberwarSeries.com