September kicked off much as I expected—a lot of running around doing kid stuff as school resumes. I’ve been busy since late last month, and I don’t foresee it calming down until summer comes around again. But I can’t miss out on Insecure Writer’s Support Group day, so here it is, first Wednesday of the month again!
I haven’t made much progress on my writing, but it’s not due to the aforementioned busyness. I was stuck on a scene for weeks now because it just wasn’t flowing like I want it to. Earlier last month, I decided to change the order of events, moving a key moment later to increase the related urgency, because the way I had it dragged things out and undermined the tension. I moved it, and that went beautifully… until I tried to transition from that scene into the next. All I had to do is set my character on the path to move from point A to B, but for the life of me, I couldn’t get it to work. It was either too slow, going off into details that didn’t drive the story forward or deepen the characters, or too fast, creating a disjointed, choppy narrative.
But then… Yesterday. I shifted 2K from one chapter to another, ending the scene in a different place, and then trashed 1K of the wandering words that didn’t get me where I wanted to go. I started the new scene in a different spot, leaning into the mental meltdown that is my character’s constant, and with a lucky swap of two reveals… I made it happen. After long weeks of frustration and toil, I finally achieved a scene I didn’t hate.
IWSG Question of the Month – What genre would be the worst one for you to tackle and why?
My initial reaction was to say romance, because I’m terrible at writing relationships that develop over the course of the story into something more with substance. In fact, my book got tagged as “crappy-instant-love” on Goodreads in case you need convincing. If I’m being honest, I think I might be able to write a romance if I put actual effort into it. But I’m more prone to killing off my love interest than scribbling a happily-ever-after.
What I couldn’t do, however, even if I tried, is write deep, thought-provoking stories. My creativity doesn’t work like that. I thrive on banter and dark twists with a heavy helping of the absurd. If it’s not ridiculous in some way, it’s not me. (Heck, I’m a self-proclaimed squirrel if that doesn’t give some hint.) I applaud the people who can leave a reader musing over deeper meaning long after the story is done. Me? I’m more likely to pop that bubble of tension leaving everyone around me decorated in splattered bubblegum.
Have you had any scenes that have given you trouble for weeks on end? How’d you figure it out? What genres work or don’t work for you?