Admittedly I’m a bit late with the Thursday Thirteen, but I really liked the idea of it and wanted to give it a try. I do realize it’s not Thursday…
Thursday Thirteen–An Experiment
The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!
Distractions
Ever since yesterday, my mind has been replaying the lyrics for ‘Breakout’ by Swing Out Sister in my mind–a song I haven’t heard or thought about since highschool. Now, with my own posted aspirations to be a breakout novelist (hee hee), they’re haunting me.
‘when explanations make no sense
when every answer’s wrong
you’re fighting with less confidence
all expectations gone
the time has come to make or break
move on don’t hesitate
breakout…’
I don’t really have any aspirations to be a breakout novelist. I just want to be a good novelist with happy readers. I like to think I write humourous stuff–I want to write humourous stuff. How many breakout novels are humorous? How many are genre fiction? That’s what I read (almost exclusively), that’s what I want to write. So I’ll be content to have an adoring cult-following.
So as I’m slowly slogging along on my hysterically funny (IMHO) WIP, I’m also actively, mentally harvesting ideas for other books. I feel like I should write them all down but also don’t want to spend all that time focused on books that may never be more than a single sentence premise. Because if I write the premise, I’ll feel compelled to add details and anecdotes ad nauseum. I wonder if this process is distracting me, if I should consciously try to focus my thoughts on the WIP. It could definitely use some concentration. I should just buckle down, finish this thing and start something new. Ahhh…but I’ve got a disease…it’s called ‘the edits’. I’m a victim.




