That's advice I've gotten for a long time. If you don't want to write what you're working on, for whatever reason (my reason is probably mostly that, holy cow I've been working on this story for years and this is like rewrite number I've-lost-track), find something new to bring the sparkle and fun back to writing.
So I'm thinking about resurrecting an old story that I enjoyed writing but didn't like the way the plot was going.
I'm going to rework it so that it's more fun.
Basically, the premise is this: Every generation has a set of twins that are basically like the Chosen Ones of their generation. One is good at magic, healing, and diplomacy. The other is a warrior and is brave and chivalrous.
And with my set of twins, people tend to assume that Lenora is the magic/healer person while Jonathon is the warrior, but it's actually the opposite.
But here's where it gets interesting.
It doesn't really matter who's good at what, because Lenora and Jonathon have figured out their own unique skill: they can switch bodies whenever they please. So if someone wants to challenge Jonathon to a duel, Lenora steps in for him. Same with when people come to Lenora for advice.
Only the problem is, Jonathon gets captured by the bad guy because they think he's the warrior and therefore the more dangerous one.
Cue emotional family issues.
Yeah, I really like this premise; it's just the writing of it that's giving me fits.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Monday, May 11, 2015
Just to let you know a little bit of the reason I've been incommunicado lately.
My uncle died on April 30th. We got the call exactly one week before that saying he was in the hospital, and then it was an emotional week of waiting, praying, and trying to find peace and acceptance.
We had the funeral a week ago today, and that was probably one of the weirder experiences of my life. I've never experienced a death in the family before, and I always figured it would be one of my grandparents or someone older. Not the uncle who is the same age as my mom.
I've been trying to come to terms with what we experienced, and I took all of last week off of all but the most crucial projects (y'know, the ones I get paid by the hour to do and that help to pay the bills) so that I could calm my mind.
I think I'm still a little shaken, quite honestly, but maybe, just maybe, I can find a new normal.