Tales From A One Time Chipmunk

I have been working on this novel for probably two years, maybe more, but two years with focus certainly. I have reached the climax of the story, the grand showdown, the big battle that all that writing and toil has built too.

And completely stopped writing.

I have a firm idea of what happens next. I know how this battle plays out, at least mostly. The words are there. I just can't bring myself to put them on paper.

Why? Because I'm a screaming coward. I got blindsided by the most irrational hang-up ever. What next? When I finish this, what do I work on next? Do I have any other ideas? Will then be as good?

The answers are, of course, I work on the rewrites or one of a half-dozen short stories ideas, or both. I already have ideas and they are no better or worse than usual.

I know these things. I do. Now I just need a swift kick in the butt so I can get over myself and do the darn writing. Hopefully this post will serve that function.

Tales From A One Time Chipmunk You Don't Want to Ask. Really. I'm a thirty-something, female science fiction/urban fantasy writer named Jamie Kress. I am happily married to a wonderful man who not only puts up with our multiple pets (currently three cats and two gerblets) but actually enjoys them. I maintain this is proof that miracles do happen. I have one publication credit, and a nice little collection of rejection slips. If there's anything else people want to know about me they can read the journal. Or consult a therapist. Whichever seems most prudent.
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: So-So Read/Post Comments (2) Share on Facebook		2011-12-20 7:00 AM Irrational Response I have been working on this novel for probably two years, maybe more, but two years with focus certainly. I have reached the climax of the story, the grand showdown, the big battle that all that writing and toil has built too. And completely stopped writing. I have a firm idea of what happens next. I know how this battle plays out, at least mostly. The words are there. I just can't bring myself to put them on paper. Why? Because I'm a screaming coward. I got blindsided by the most irrational hang-up ever. What next? When I finish this, what do I work on next? Do I have any other ideas? Will then be as good? The answers are, of course, I work on the rewrites or one of a half-dozen short stories ideas, or both. I already have ideas and they are no better or worse than usual. I know these things. I do. Now I just need a swift kick in the butt so I can get over myself and do the darn writing. Hopefully this post will serve that function. Read/Post Comments (2) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top