lovecraft68
Bad Doggie
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I have mentioned before that I am a panster. I've written full length novels without an outline and just rolled with everything. Most of the time it works, sometimes I've written myself into corners. However, despite writing like no one's reading, I do always have an idea where it should go, I just don't lock myself in and let myself freestyle within the "This is what I'd like it to be."
But my latest e-book-I mentioned the idea here, a taboo version of the Purge horror movie franchise-takes it to another level. This is a story I've kicked around for a couple of years but whenever I reached the point in my head of "Okay, what is the history of this "Urge" how, why, when, did this start and how does it work? It never came to me so I never started.
But for a certain reason I might bring up in another thread this had to be the time to get this thing done. But still no idea.
Okay, how do I write a story without knowing its story?
I began safe. A scene which introduces the brother, and does drop some foreshadowing that something is off about the small town their parents grew up in and he and his sister are visiting for the first time. I drop a twilight (or more like taboo) zone text from the mayor that goes to everyone in the town and describes the upcoming festival and the rules. Now I'm backing myself into the corner with no way out in my mind, but fuck it, as Alfred E Nueman would say "What, me worry?"
I bring in the sister and they discuss the weird text and you see the effect an odd flower which just bloomed is having on them which has them thinking of each other. Enter the parents, each of which drops some cryptic remarks, then the sister's POV and some of the strange things her friends are talking about..
Getting closer to the moment of truth where I need the history and don't have it. We reach the festival, I describe some weirdness going on there, I'm getting closer and closer and when I look at the muse, she looks back and says "Don't look at me, fool, this is your idea!"
I'm 30k in. The mayor is now stepping onto the stage to go into a sermon style telling of the founding of the town of Wanton and how the Urge was born. Moment of truth. I have...nada, nothing, zero, zilch, ungots, bupkiss. I get up wander off and make a cup of coffee and toast a bagel, the story isn't in my head, instead I spend my time browsing Craig's list for comic collections I could buy while I eat, then go back sit down, follow my superstition of placing my fingers to the keys, closing my eyes and saying out loud, "Tell me a story"
But I'm scuffling, start with a generic, "welcome everyone blah blah, and on this day x years ago blah blah. I sit back and for the first time have the moment of "Okay, you've run out of gas this time, there's nothing." Then I get the voice in my head that all so supportive "Are you kidding? Write you fucking loser! You've never met a story you couldn't bullshit your way through."
Okay, couple of paragraphs, quickly delete them, then....it kicks, and I mean it fucking kicks. The "Fuck yeah!" moment where the muse decides she's going to show up, the words are moving in my head faster than the fingers can move, and out of my ass comes this intricate and bizzarro world history of this town, its founders, the way they were going to be put to death for incest, the fact the sister was from a long line of Celtic witches, who summons her demonic guardians who happen to be the two demon incest siblings I've used before, and this thing goes from shit to sugar
Then more people come out, there's a ritual dance, there's six sibling couples fucking on stage for the annual 'breeding' event to keep the line pure and so on and so forth and...
Yup, I knew I had it all along.
Okay, not really, and I've noticed this happening a bit more often the last couple of years and I always do pull it out, but it seems to take more time and more "fuck this" moments of wanting to give it up. I keep hearing in my mind the old expression about going to the well too many times.
I've wondered, should I try outlining or waiting for everything to be in line at least in my mind before I start?
The answer is no, my mind is too chaotic in all things (I freestyle through everything at work let alone writing) and I'm to set in my unset ways.
There may come a day I can't pull this off anymore.
But as the line goes in Game of Thrones "What do we say to death? Not today."
But my latest e-book-I mentioned the idea here, a taboo version of the Purge horror movie franchise-takes it to another level. This is a story I've kicked around for a couple of years but whenever I reached the point in my head of "Okay, what is the history of this "Urge" how, why, when, did this start and how does it work? It never came to me so I never started.
But for a certain reason I might bring up in another thread this had to be the time to get this thing done. But still no idea.
Okay, how do I write a story without knowing its story?
I began safe. A scene which introduces the brother, and does drop some foreshadowing that something is off about the small town their parents grew up in and he and his sister are visiting for the first time. I drop a twilight (or more like taboo) zone text from the mayor that goes to everyone in the town and describes the upcoming festival and the rules. Now I'm backing myself into the corner with no way out in my mind, but fuck it, as Alfred E Nueman would say "What, me worry?"
I bring in the sister and they discuss the weird text and you see the effect an odd flower which just bloomed is having on them which has them thinking of each other. Enter the parents, each of which drops some cryptic remarks, then the sister's POV and some of the strange things her friends are talking about..
Getting closer to the moment of truth where I need the history and don't have it. We reach the festival, I describe some weirdness going on there, I'm getting closer and closer and when I look at the muse, she looks back and says "Don't look at me, fool, this is your idea!"
I'm 30k in. The mayor is now stepping onto the stage to go into a sermon style telling of the founding of the town of Wanton and how the Urge was born. Moment of truth. I have...nada, nothing, zero, zilch, ungots, bupkiss. I get up wander off and make a cup of coffee and toast a bagel, the story isn't in my head, instead I spend my time browsing Craig's list for comic collections I could buy while I eat, then go back sit down, follow my superstition of placing my fingers to the keys, closing my eyes and saying out loud, "Tell me a story"
But I'm scuffling, start with a generic, "welcome everyone blah blah, and on this day x years ago blah blah. I sit back and for the first time have the moment of "Okay, you've run out of gas this time, there's nothing." Then I get the voice in my head that all so supportive "Are you kidding? Write you fucking loser! You've never met a story you couldn't bullshit your way through."
Okay, couple of paragraphs, quickly delete them, then....it kicks, and I mean it fucking kicks. The "Fuck yeah!" moment where the muse decides she's going to show up, the words are moving in my head faster than the fingers can move, and out of my ass comes this intricate and bizzarro world history of this town, its founders, the way they were going to be put to death for incest, the fact the sister was from a long line of Celtic witches, who summons her demonic guardians who happen to be the two demon incest siblings I've used before, and this thing goes from shit to sugar
Then more people come out, there's a ritual dance, there's six sibling couples fucking on stage for the annual 'breeding' event to keep the line pure and so on and so forth and...
Yup, I knew I had it all along.
Okay, not really, and I've noticed this happening a bit more often the last couple of years and I always do pull it out, but it seems to take more time and more "fuck this" moments of wanting to give it up. I keep hearing in my mind the old expression about going to the well too many times.
I've wondered, should I try outlining or waiting for everything to be in line at least in my mind before I start?
The answer is no, my mind is too chaotic in all things (I freestyle through everything at work let alone writing) and I'm to set in my unset ways.
There may come a day I can't pull this off anymore.
But as the line goes in Game of Thrones "What do we say to death? Not today."