Dried Up

I’ve finished the Synopsis for The Ares Gambit and it’s a whopper – these should only be 500 -1000 so I’m told, or ‘a couple of pages’. Well, I’ve got a 1,600 word monstrosity I need to pare back, shaping and trimming it into something that will appeal to an agent.

And yet.

I’ve been reading more than writing – albeit out of my genre – a couple of crime fiction novels, police procedurals. If you ever wanted to brush up on sharp dialogue and character wit, it’s here. It’s a reminder, that all writers should read, all the time when they’re not writing – and writing I ain’t.

Some people might call it ‘Writer’s Block’, but I don’t subscribe to that. I’m just not having ideas pop into my head. So full of scenes or repartee usually, my head is just a gutted watermelon, the pink slush leaking and slopped out all over the keyboard. It will likely stain.

I’m wondering if I’ve had it – and that is another of my fears – apart from not having enough time to sort everything out, it’s the fear I will have nothing to sort out. Orson Scott Card advises that a good writer has at least six ideas a day. I haven’t had one for a few days – hence the dip in my posts, although my blog is usually what I go to when I want to explore a work idea, such as character or to vent.

So here I am, sitting on the old Chaises-Longues, navel gazing and combating ennui and the finite nature of plots in my bankrupt vault of ideas.

But that’s something only an writer would say.

An author gets off his duff and works.

Back to the boulder – even if it’s to stare at it! Have a good day adventurers! 🙂