Yeah... So yesterday's post I wrote on Sunday already. And after I wrote it, I scheduled it and pretty much forgot it. Then on Monday I did open my old draft.
And.... worse than I hate it, I didn't feel a thing. Usually I read the story and love it again, warts and all. I know that the word choices I made could suck. Or that the characterization could be off in the beginning. But the passion, that spark of inspiration urging me to write is there.
With WiP2 it wasn't. I bought Scrivener for the purpose of rewriting it. I committed the time to it. I even wrote some of it again. And I felt nothing. Not even a whisper.
I would have kept pushing myself to work on WiP2 if I didn't happen to see Neil Gaiman's commencement speech. It reminded me of a sad fact of life: when I craft a piece of work with focus but without passion, it falls flat.
But if I have passion and just let the words flow, that's when brilliance comes out.
The moment I realized it, I decided to delete what I've rewritten and shelf the story. If I get a flash of inspiration that brings the story back to life, I'll definitely open it again.
But right now, it isn't the story for me. In a sense, I wrote it as an experiment in multiple points of view and many characters. And I learnt a lot from it, but when I looked at it again, I just realized that the story probably went as far as it was going to go.
I'm not giving up on writing while I wait to finish the Doorways edit, though. I impulsively decided to check out my other project, Don't Look Back - formerly the NaNo 2011 WiP. Immediately I felt that spark. Because yes, while WiP2 is a cliche heaped on cliche, DLB is fresh an really sexy. I love it.
So yes, I'm definitely continuing with it. In fact, I'm thinking that I'll start in on it again tomorrow morning. Hopefully I can start the rewrite before the end of the year.
I'm excited all over again just thinking about it.
Have you ever gone back to a story you used to love and took a break from, only to find you didn't love it any more?