Just a little less than 3000 words to go. Then it’s time to edit. Spell check has been known to be my worst enemy, so I’m praying that each word is the right one. As far as grammar and all the rules, I’m certain I’ve stepped outside of most of them. Is it OK to have run on sentences? Will I be executed for using a dash rather than a semi-colon? Where do I go with my finished epic to have it published? Should I choose Christian Fiction, Addiction, Contradiction or Confliction Fiction? Should I have an agent? Should I self-publish or is that just tacky?
This whole novel writing experience has been sapping me of time which I should be enjoying outdoors in the budding luxury of spring. There is something compelling about this kind of writing. I’m discovering that I must continue to create a semblance of order to my story. Otherwise I have to reread the few chapters before a new one so I keep the flow going. The ideas don’t stop when I’m away from my writing instrument of choice. My dreams, my thoughts, the daily tasks of life all relate to what’s going on in the formulation process.
Roget’s Thesaurus has become my best friend.
Last week I talked about getting to know my characters and actually feeling compassion for them. They have become a part of me in a way. Dialogue is challenging for me, even though the majority of my writings for over thirty years were stage plays. In that genre, I was able to rely on my actors to bring the characters to life. Writing fiction means creating the actual voice on the written page. If someone has a particular dialect, it really should be written into the story. If someone is old, has a speech impediment or a peculiar kind of voice, that also needs to be crafted into the conversation.
Words – words – words! It seems everything is about words. There’s a particular number to achieve. They should be descriptive, sensory, uplifting, inspirational and like a painted masterpiece on a canvas. They should spur the reader’s hunger for the next page. As a wordsmith, you have a responsibility to use words that people understand, yet lavish enough to create interest.
I have finally determined how to end the story. Now I need to fill in some of the details of each chapter. That should give me the WORDS I require to get that part of the job done. Since this is probably the first and last novel I will write (maybe) I am hoping to get it right. It took Victor Hugo seventeen years to complete “Les Miserables.” If it takes me that long, I’ll be 94!
“Each of our passions, even love, has a stomach that must not be overloaded. We must in everything write the word ‘finis’ in time; we must restrain ourselves, when it becomes urgent; we must draw the bolt on the appetite, play a fantasia on the violin, then break the strings with our own hand. The Wise man is he who knows when and how to stop.”