Hi all! Just a reminder to come check out tomorrow's installment of GPF.
So... yesterday went about as swimmingly as the one before. (Insert cringe here.) Despite all my efforts, I just couldn't get myself to write. Finally, I decided to just do some character chats or something to get my mind to work creatively.
I ground out two hundred words in an hour and a half.
And accidentally deleted every. damn. one.
At which point, I lost it completely (sorry twitter peeps).
As a way of escaping, I decided to go read up a bit on one of my favorite websites ever.
Everyone, repeat after me: TVTropes.org. It was originally about television tropes (hence the name) but eventually, the wiki expanded to include all sorts of other media. I love it. Want to read about the Mary-Sue or the Marty-Stu? Or deus ex machina? Or tropes by genre? Anything, it's there. With examples.
It took me about thirty minutes to start wanting to write, but I didn't. I just kept reading tropes and went to sleep. This morning, I woke up an hour early and started again. I must say, it felt as if I was writing against resistance, but hell. I've got 970 words down so far. I'm starting to get some form of direction again, but that joy wasn't there yet.
At about 08H00, Devin kept me company via Skype... Eventually, we were starting to talk about what I was busy writing. At that stage, I wanted to introduce James to one of my baddies, but realized that the baddie I wanted to introduce him to (the one whose life was extended by a book) is not exactly the type that would keep him alive...
So on this topic, Devin and I went on to discuss how JK Rowling did it.
My mind did a double take and kind of asked my muse: "Wait... What?"
There was this sound of the gears of my creativity engaging... The sudden rush of ideas that flooded my brain was astounding.
And I got it.
It, people! IT.
That thing that will lead the entire series from where I am now to the end. The very end. And every book in between.
Huuuuuuge knowledge to have.
Now I have that rush again.
So... I'm going to go write it all down while I still remember everything.
Have you ever experienced what I am completely failing to describe? How did it feel?