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Let’s call this one the vacation edition. As I talked about last week, I decided to take a week off coincidental to my vacation and work on other projects.
I tell you, I tried. Up until Thursday, I either wrote little or worked on a story that blossomed into a full-fledged clusterfuck. I took a concept I still like (even if I can’t make it work as a story) and transmogrified it into something strange and different. Given that the story was about a mutating poodle, at least there’s irony in that.
Thursday afternoon I was journaling about how it sucked that I had all this time and couldn’t get a fucking thing out. As usual, talking to myself was cathartic (I really do recommend it), and it hit me that the answer wasn’t getting away from the storyline I’ve grown to love. No, taking off on a tangent was the worst thing I could’ve done to feel good and refreshed. I didn’t want out of my EFSF universe. I wanted to create in it again! And so, rather than turn left or veer right, I slipped sideways and kept going the same way on a different track.
I spent the rest of my creative vacation time working on an Enchanted Forest State Forest story I began last year, but ultimately put aside to focus on the Trollbooth revisions. I’d written the opening pages months ago; last week I was able to complete the next story movement. It’s still not finished, but that’s okay since I really had no expectations beyond good writing. I’ll get back to it in a month or so.
Now that I’m back, I’m working on Trollbooth again. I feel good about Monday’s production; hopefully I can carry that momentum into the rest of the week. It’s going to be creatively boring, as I’ll be transposing again as I outlined in my writing process, but that’s okay. I had a week off. Now I can push.