Blocked and Moving On
I have a confession to make.
I've been blocked these last few weeks. Not just because I couldn't get any writing done, but because my life briefly went haywire in between my theater group, my job, my hobbies, and my personal life (I got a boyfriend, woo!).
But also because I couldn't get any writing done. A part of me wants to say it's because I didn't have time or because my roommate was using my computer, but the real truth is that I didn't write because I didn't know where I was going. Up until now, until that last post where I wrote about finally reaching the turning point in Avalon, I've always had a road-map. I've had a clear destination. Without that I was wandering around aimlessly looking for something that stuck.
I did manage to beat that last night. I finally finished Avalon which, as word tells me, I started at in January of 2017. That's two and a half years to finish the sequel to a manuscript I wrote in six months.
It was clear to me that once I got over that hurdle, the endless wandering around, I would find the ending I was working toward. The problem was that literally anything looked more interesting than sitting around wracking my brain for what was going to happen next.
This being Memorial Weekend, I decided I was going to take advantage of not being traveling, involved in a play, or having any big social engagements and I was going to finish Avalon if it killed me. It didn't kill me, but my back is screaming foul things at me.
That's what I get for hunching over my desk I suppose.
So Avalon is done. I officially wrote the end and put out a call for Beta Readers to read Haven and then Avalon to tell me if things are consistent. Really I want at least a week or two to let Avalon sit before I go back to it and make it as presentable as I can.
I should wait a month, but quite frankly I'm too keyed up for that. Also since I got Haven back from my editors I'm really excited to see what people think. This might actually be the end of editing for Haven, so yay me.
Railroading this post back onto it's given topic, the block was a combination of fear and stress. I've always been a faucet writer, where as long as I sit down and make a good faith effort the words will come, so logically I knew I wasn't really blocked. I just didn't want to have to face the possibility of having to figure out what the heck I'm doing with my writing. The still unnamed third book in the series has always been a part of my plan, but even when I was writing Haven and had grand plans for Avalon I had no idea what I wanted to do with the third book. I have war and a truly heartbreaking scene with one of Owen's kids. That's it.
Also, I suppose I do have a really fun thing with vampiric power that I've only alluded to because I wasn't sure about it and that came fully formed into being while writing the last chapter. That's something I get to explore, so I suppose I also get Owen learning how to be at peace with himself and his new powers.
Also I get to skip angst. Learn to write kids because then you get to skip past boring angst about being a vampire and sprint headfirst into angst about the ethical ramifications of violating your faith and principles to save your culture.
Well, it is Memorial day and day-drinking is part of celebrating it, so I'm going to sign off for now. I will update next weekend and it will be another world and worldbuilding post, so be on the lookout for that.