Well, that was easy.
Relatively speaking.
As will be evident from my previous entries pertaining to Nanowrimo, I was not at all convinced that I would be able to complete it, and that if I could even hit 25 000 words I would be happy. Well, as it turned out I passed 50k last Tuesday, the 23rd, and finished the novel the following day, hitting just shy of 55k.
So, I'm assuming that natural human curiosity will make you want to know just what I wrote for Nanowrimo and, unhappily, I can't really say in any sort of detail. Suffice it to say that it couldn't be any further from Cabal in content even if the style ended up being closer to the Cabal stories than I anticipated. I think that might be because I went straight from one to the other and was still in Cabal-mode.
There was one great surprise for me, though. The novel was intended as a straightforward, uncomplicated adventure yarn with the forces of good and evil clearly delineated and a well defined victory for the white hats. I'd been playing around with the story for ages, I thought I had a pretty good idea where it would go and I had a few scenes planned out in note form. I really didn't think that something so simple would have the opportunity to surprise me. But, yes it did, big time. Along the way the story mutated in unexpected forms, the line between the good and the bad guys blurred, and the protagonist's character changed profoundly. This was supposed to be a one-off since my belief was that the protagonist would just carry on being heroic beyond the end of the story in a predictable and slightly anodyne way. Instead, I truly hope Sam, my doughty literary agent, is able to place the final version of this with a publisher because the sequel is absolutely burning in me, begging to be written and has been since I typed THE END on the end of the first one. It seems a bit of serendipity that I ended up with an opera scene because there is an operatic feel to the whole thing, a sort of overheated madness of passion that drives the characters to do extraordinary things, for the villains to show virtue and the hero to look too long into the abyss.
I appreciate that seems a lot of hyperbole for what is, after all, just a bit of an adventure yarn. What can I say? I've just spent a month with the damned thing, day in and day out. I should be sick at the thought of it. That I'm not is token of something. I want to start rewriting it now, but that would be counter-productive. Instead, and as planned, I shall do the Cabal #3 rewrites through December and start rewrites on my Nanowrimo novel while waiting for feedback from Sam.
So, what shall I be doing for the rest of today and tomorrow? Well, that would be writing another novel. Gods, I am so productive at the moment.
As will be evident from my previous entries pertaining to Nanowrimo, I was not at all convinced that I would be able to complete it, and that if I could even hit 25 000 words I would be happy. Well, as it turned out I passed 50k last Tuesday, the 23rd, and finished the novel the following day, hitting just shy of 55k.
So, I'm assuming that natural human curiosity will make you want to know just what I wrote for Nanowrimo and, unhappily, I can't really say in any sort of detail. Suffice it to say that it couldn't be any further from Cabal in content even if the style ended up being closer to the Cabal stories than I anticipated. I think that might be because I went straight from one to the other and was still in Cabal-mode.
There was one great surprise for me, though. The novel was intended as a straightforward, uncomplicated adventure yarn with the forces of good and evil clearly delineated and a well defined victory for the white hats. I'd been playing around with the story for ages, I thought I had a pretty good idea where it would go and I had a few scenes planned out in note form. I really didn't think that something so simple would have the opportunity to surprise me. But, yes it did, big time. Along the way the story mutated in unexpected forms, the line between the good and the bad guys blurred, and the protagonist's character changed profoundly. This was supposed to be a one-off since my belief was that the protagonist would just carry on being heroic beyond the end of the story in a predictable and slightly anodyne way. Instead, I truly hope Sam, my doughty literary agent, is able to place the final version of this with a publisher because the sequel is absolutely burning in me, begging to be written and has been since I typed THE END on the end of the first one. It seems a bit of serendipity that I ended up with an opera scene because there is an operatic feel to the whole thing, a sort of overheated madness of passion that drives the characters to do extraordinary things, for the villains to show virtue and the hero to look too long into the abyss.
I appreciate that seems a lot of hyperbole for what is, after all, just a bit of an adventure yarn. What can I say? I've just spent a month with the damned thing, day in and day out. I should be sick at the thought of it. That I'm not is token of something. I want to start rewriting it now, but that would be counter-productive. Instead, and as planned, I shall do the Cabal #3 rewrites through December and start rewrites on my Nanowrimo novel while waiting for feedback from Sam.
So, what shall I be doing for the rest of today and tomorrow? Well, that would be writing another novel. Gods, I am so productive at the moment.
No comments have been added yet.
