National Novel Writing Month kicked off on Thursday and so far things are progressing well. I’ve set my characters in motion. They’re about to embark on a perilous journey across the high seas once the wind turns favourable.
Creative writing is an interesting process. You set the scene and the characters turn up to inhabit it. They’re kind of like self-generated Sims. You get to know them as the story unfolds. My main character is losing my interest at present as her excitement potential seems low – she’s just too nice. Her rambunctious sister has taken over and is demanding most of my attention. However, the mysterious servant of an eccentric doctor wants me to take notice of her, and then there’s the boy who hides in dark corners and talks to rats, and the woman with the child who has no past … Hmmm.
(I do realise I’m beginning to sound a bit like a crazy person. I think that’s a good sign. Apparently, it’s when you don’t realise you sound crazy that you’re really in trouble!)
I’m hearing comments from my fellow Christchurch Wrimos who are in turns excited, frustrated, on a roll, in the doldrums, drinking coffee, typing furiously, staring hopelessly into space and/or munching chocolate but they all have one thing in common – they’re all committed to writing and they’re in it for the long haul.
So, hang in there, Wrimos! The only way to climb a mountain is one step at a time and the view from the top is going to be brilliant. If you need some moral support or just want to get together with some people who truly understand what you’re going through, there’s a write-in tonight at Upper Riccarton Library.
I can’t wait to get home and discover what my character are up to. Looks like takeaways for dinner tonight.