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At A Crossroads

20 Tuesday Mar 2012

Posted by André J. Powell in Observation, Reading, Scions of the Moon, The Kevodran, Writing

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Every now and then I have to remind myself that even though I greatly desire to be published, I really write because I must. I would write no matter what–in my journal, here or my other blogs or one of my manuscripts; I am, in that sense, a writer. Reminding myself of that takes the edge off the paralyzing anxiousness. The dynamic tension, on the other hand, that’s something I don’t want to put to sleep. The dividing line between the two states is razor’s thin and allowing myself to reach the edge is perilous indeed. Case in point, dynamic tension has been nodding off for some time now.

I have ‘chilled’ on my manuscripts, in despair trying to distance myself from the dilemma of which to throw myself at, like taking a nap before re-attacking a knotty problem. I need to give myself over to one of them however. I need dynamic tension to replace anxiousness. I sense I am at a crossroads and about to make a wholehearted choice. Regardless, I need to stop thinking about it and act.

Scions of the Moon as ever baulked at my entreaties and only released her secrets in reluctant flexing spasms like a choking car. There is something wrong, something in the way. I think it has to do with POV. I have three main characters and just can’t get my mind around how to handle their point-of-views. They are close (same gender and age); they come from similar experiences (abandoned in one form or another…without family); have been raised under nearly identical circumstances (monastery); encountered the same problem (the kidnap of their friend and no one to believe them); and have to face the same fear (leaving the monastery… to go ‘out-there’ for the sake of their friend).

While in the monastery, it didn’t see too much of a problem, but now they stand before the wall ready to climb over it and I’m holding them back because I don’t feel confident enough to portray their experience convincingly–or interestingly–enough.

I have my magic system developed enough that I’m comfortable with sending them over and writing about any arcane encounters they may have, but I think I will do one more thing before I definitively decide to pursue their adventure. In the back of my mind, I’m wondering if I should create a fourth character from which to tell the tale and have the presently three mains act as helpers and guides rather than stars of the show. Or maybe tell the tale from the perspective of the kidnapped friend or some other character who would be privy to the story but as a storyteller not directly part of the action. The former sounds more right than the latter. Sigh…maybe I need to grow and develop a little more as a writer before tackling multiple POVs.

Anyway, as a final meditation, I’m going to read Nancy Kress’s Characters, Emotion and Viewpoint in an effort to gain some perspective on and insights into multiple view points. As with all such books, writing ideas float up from the back of my mind as I read. I’ll keep track of them with notes and upon finishing–it’s only a little more than 200 pages–I’ll commit to a road. Should I choose The Kevodran road rather than the Scion track, the time spent with the “Wise Guide” will not be wasted as I’m sure there will be nuggets of wisdom therein panned that I can apply to Efrahm, Selt and Orrja’s story as well.

Am I simply avoiding commitment and, by extension, responsibility? I don’t know. It’s possible, but any plan is better than sitting on my hands enviously reading about another 16-year old prodigy producing copious amounts of YA re-run dubiousness (not bitter at all there are we?). Good, bad or indifferent, I need to forge ahead with my own dubiousness, and if for no one else then at least for me.

I Was Warned

21 Saturday Jan 2012

Posted by André J. Powell in NaNoWriMo, Observation, Retrospection, Scions of the Moon, The Kevodran, Writing

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Realizing a truth is so much more potent than simply understanding it. ~Tshamis DurUlekin, Master of the Purple Tower

I was warned and thought I believed the warning. From my present perspective however, I have to admit that deep down in my muddy subconscious, I must have thought I was an exception. I must have…because I find I am in the very place I was warned I would end up if I did.

I cheated on my main manuscript and now, she and the manuscript I was seduced by have both left me.

Yes, I, who have suffered the pain of adultery in real life, subjected my manuscript to the same disrespect and hurt. The odd thing is, I wasn’t lured away by a, “Sexy next book.” My siren was the NaNoWriMo project. The rules of the project require starting a new manuscript, but starting a new manuscript while I was still involved with the old one was exactly what Heather Sellers warned not to do in chapter 20 “Sexy Next Book” of Chapter After Chapter.

Oh, I thought I had it all worked out. The Kevodron would be primary manuscript and Scions would be the work I had waiting in the wings. When The Kevodran was finished, I’d pickup where I’d left off with Scions. It would then be the primary manuscript. Then, at the next NaNo, while still working on Scions, I’d take a break, work up something new as a secondary project and then return to Scions when the NaNo was over and finish it off. It was such a pretty plan.

What is odd is I was not all that enamored with Scions of the Moon, my NaNo project, in the first place so I was constantly thinking about The Kevodran, my first love, even while dallying with Scions. A whole load o’guilt, oh yes.

When the month ended, I stopped writing on Scions nearly immediately, but when I turned back to The Kevodran, she had turned away from me. She was, and still is, pissed off and holding me at arms length. I can’t say I blame her, I mean damn, who wouldn’t?

Surfacing from the metaphor, I’m  suffering from the “Creep”—just as Heather warned I would. Because I wasn’t fully committed to one idea, I had ceased to think about it, keep it in the forefront of my mind, meditating on the characters and plot, viewing all life through the lens of its reality. As a consequence, it has crept away. I opened up The Kevodran and it felt like I was suddenly looking up a very tall, very steep and rugged mountainside that I had to ascend to get back on top.

“So far,” I thought and I was instantly and totally drained of energy and I hadn’t even fingered a key.

I closed the document.

Thus, I haven’t written anything substantial or added anything to either of the manuscripts since the end of November, ’11. The end of semester, the holidays and HOL homework has demanded a significant portion of my attention, it is true, but the fact remains I have not returned to my 04:00 writing practice. I get up at that time, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not working on either manuscript. The truth is The Kevodran has crept away from me, hurt and disrespected and now, Scions, being left suddenly alone, has done the same and here I am once again writing about writing.   Sigh.

I should have listened to Heather. I bloody well knew better! I should have taken Brandon Sanderson’s advice and done the NaNo as I know I should have—namely writing from Orja’s point-of-view—because that’s where I was, that’s where the fire was burning. Screw starting a new manuscript. One writer: one manuscript to the bitter end, baby.

Now that I realize my mistake, what do I do?

Obviously I need to make peace with one of the two manuscripts, reacquaint myself with its information, re-immerse myself into its mental reality—essentially, spend the time needed to get back into her good graces, long and arduous though it might be, and remain faithful to the end.

Post script:

This situation begs the question, once again, concerning the nature of the writer’s life and how I am living it. I’m not going to revisit all the demands on my time like some jilted lover re-hashing with his friends, over and over again what happened as he works it out. I put myself on notice, once again however, that unless I can find a rhythm, a writing practice that I can consistently maintain, then all my efforts are wasted. A dreadful thought with sobering consequences.

Originally posted in The Salamander’s Quill 1.0 now deleted.

The Muse Is On Vacation

19 Wednesday Oct 2011

Posted by André J. Powell in NaNoWriMo, The Kevodran, Writing

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I’m not necessarily late, but I’m dragging. I’m so tired of being tired. I’m having a hard time clearing my head of work related business having just come off grading and finalizing marks for first quarter. Today is an early-release day for the kids, but staff has a collaborative day ahead and a “Leadership Team” meeting afterward for those fortunate enough to belong to it—yep, I’m fortunate enough…sigh. Before that however, student council is hosting a lunchtime activity, tug-o-war, I believe, so lunch will be short. Tomorrow is a minimum day, but that evening is parent-teacher conference and the Student Council Tri-tip Sandwich sale. I should roll in home around 21:00 or 22:00. Friday is another minimum day, this one fairly guilt free with nothing required (at this point in time) but to pack up and head home for a much deserved weekend. These things would really be easily handled if it were not for how tired I am. Something is wrong I suppose. It could be that I’m just too restive. Since discovering my writing stride, I sit far, far too long in front of the computer. This summer was one of little exercise and I can tell something changed because of it. I also believe I’m mentally exhausted from thinking on my spiritual well-being and the financial situation with the mortgage and the house. Since mid-September and finishing the first draft of The Kevodran’s main storyline and compiling the follow up outline, I’ve allowed “Creep” to occur. Add to this prepping myself for the NaNoWriMo and I’ve pretty much sent my Muse packing. She’s gonna be hard to entice back.

Orrja needs a POV in this story; I just know it. I’m reluctant to start as it will be both challenging and it will force a change to The Kevodran as written. This is precisely why it needs to be done. My very reluctance speaks volumes about how I’m in love with the draft and that’s a serious problem. Writing and inserting Orrja’s story will force me to change things up and get back into the groove. I’ll need time to consider Selt’s story and how I want to handle that. I think it is important, but I’m not sure what happened to him and am struggling with how to present his story. Then there are Efrahm’s inspiring hero-tales which are his source of information  and inspiration on his journey. As I plan to use excerpts for chapter headings, I need to get on that.

Tomorrow morning I’ll begin with Orrja’s story. I’ll meditate on it today, maybe take some notes while I pretend to listen in staff meeting, and just “dooo-it” in the morning.

Originally posted in The Salamander’s Quill 1.0 now deleted.

The Kevodran 2.0: The Desert Looks Different From Here

19 Monday Sep 2011

Posted by André J. Powell in Retrospection, The Kevodran, Writing

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As noted below, I reached the end of The Kevodran manuscript with version 1.70 on Friday, September 16th. Now that the first draft is finished the question of, “What’s next?” must be addressed.

The manuscript is far from ready to put to bed, or retire under-the-bed for that matter. In fact, save for the NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in November, I think the rest of the school year will be dedicated to developing and polishing The Kevodran, at least until summer arrives. At that time, I hope to return to November’s efforts and pursue The Three Moon Maidens.

This plan may be problematic as we will most likely be moving from my beloved Iona Cein, my beautiful home, library and back yard retreat, to some godforsaken rental having let the house “go back to the bank” as they say. It is definitely not something I want to do, but life is what happens when you wish it wasn’t. If the drama of it all interrupts my fiction’s muse and writing practice, I’ll make the best of it and compile a set of notes and journals concerning the loss and the emotional toll of leaving a place beloved, the humiliation of foreclosure, the symbolic and spiritual meaning of home, the dehumanizing aspect of the situation, and the fear of ‘starting over’ at 50 knowing that I most likely won’t live long enough to have a home of my own again. This, I believe, might provide some wonderful raw material for a small manuscript of poems and prose vignettes on the subject I’ve been considering in the back of my mind for some time now.

If I can, however, I’d like to keep the momentum going with the The Kevodran, despite my present lack of publication ambition. I have learned so much during the writing of this first draft. I’m sure the next stages of additions, re-writes and revision cannot help but teach me more about my practice and the craft. Who knows what amazing things I might discover over the next nine months?

My present plan involves a set of revisions. Each will focus on a major addition or re-write.

The Kevodran 2.0 would be a cleaned up version of the story and arguably the most critical of the versions as I plan to go through the manuscript and create a detailed plot outline from it. Though I, of course, had an outline to guide me during the initial writing, the organic nature of composing a novel-length manuscript took the story in unexpected directions. I need those surprise paths recorded and mapped out. A companion document dedicated to such an outline would help immensely as I try to see my plot line clearly.

I also plan to address all the “Notes”  placed in the manuscript reminding myself of this needed addition or that important clarification. I hope that by doing so the manuscript will smooth out a bit and add a sense of euphony and continuity to the whole.

Once that is done, 2.0 will be complete.

The Kevodran 3.0 will focus on adding the character Orrja’s story to the plot. Heather’s Chapter After Chapter section “Braids” put a bee in my bonnet concerning the importance of giving a story depth and interest via additional POVs or story lines. In the beginning, Orrja was a rather flat and static supporting character. As the story progressed however, in one of the unexpected developments mentioned above, she became extremely important and almost a main protagonist herself.

I hope that having explored the main events of the plot in The Kevodran 1.0, weaving in Orrja’s story will be less problematic. That being said, I have no doubts the story will be pulled in many new, strange and wonderful directions that may then require their own serious revisions.

The Kevodran 4.0 will add a third strand to the braid with the addition of Selt’s back-story and his point-of-view. As this will be an exploration and less of a sure thing than Orrja’s tale, I will have to be very careful the story does not take off in a new direction. Selt has ever been the main character’s side kick, but he is his own character with equally as strong motivations. I could easily imagine his time with the demon Golden August being an amazing story on its own. If not the subject of a full length manuscript then at least a short story’s worth of material. I’m open to additional revelation, but I don’t want The Kevodran side tracked too far.

The next version, 5.0 will involve a process similar to that of 2.0 with a smoothing of the manuscript and a nudging it into shape before the true rewrite effort begins. In my mind this will produce a truly finished first draft with all parts present, all ideas added, all twists and turns completed, something I can take a proverbial editing hatchet to in the next incarnation.

The Kevodran 6.0 will then be the true revision. I would like this version to end up being not only smoothed out, but trimmed down by quite a few words and given a serious critique. I will give this version over to all the self-editing and revision skills I have in a ruthless appraisal. Everything undergoing an honest evaluation. If something doesn’t further the story along, it will be chopped. The remainder will again be re-aligned, smoothed out and evaluated for euphony and continuity.

7.0 will be the “Reader’s Version.” This is the one I will offer to a Writer’s Group, a Writing Conference One-on-One session or Reader critique for comments. The observations and suggestions offered by those readers will be evaluated and either disregarded or employed as their merit indicates. This will, of course, lead to an 8.0 version which would be the next “Reader’s Version” and thus begin a cycle of refining rewrites.

Somewhere down the road, if the manuscript really even makes it that far and hasn’t long before been put to rest beneath the bed, it will be as ready as it can be for professional rejection. Will that be 9.0 or 12.0 or 20.0? Who knows? Regardless, by that time, I’ll have my intro chapters and a detailed outline ready, probably a polished query and all the other silliness required for publishers to sniff over the carcass. I’ll then send it out into the world and see what happens.

After that, of course, if there is any interest in the tome at all, there will be other revisions as various professionals in the world of modern literary publication all have their crack at the manuscript.

Again, this doesn’t daunt me. I’m sure at such a time, I’ll feel like any other writer: eager, anxious, disappointed, elated, rejected, harassed, etc., etc. But really, as Beowulf said, “Fate goes ever as it must.” In other words, what is going to happen is going to happen…or not.

In the mean time, I’ll be working on my next manuscript which, I have no doubt, will also end up like the first: in a place of honor under my bed. Still, I look forward to the ride and all I will learn in the effort. Hopefully, as a result, each manuscript will be better than the last.

In truth, what really matters is that I write and there is so much of it to do, most of it having little to do with editors, agents and publishers and everything to do with pursuing my passion

Originally posted in The Salamander’s Quill 1.0 now deleted.

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