SO, HOW IS MY NEW SCI-FI STORY COMING ALONG?
Anyone who follows me (and actually read my tweets) on Twitter has heard (er, seen) me lamenting about whichever story I'm writing that is driving me vrognorf! at any given moment. Some stories, I can't seem to finish. Others are dragging out too long and becoming too complex. Some, I LOVED at the beginning and now HATE.
Typical writer woes.
My latest is science fiction, and it was meant to be flash fiction, though it may now be a little long for that. It is, for all intents and purposes, DONE. Beginning, middle, end. What more could anyone ask for?
Well, a lot, obviously. But I am so happy with it. When I'm happy with me. You know the deal. Love it, hate me, love it, hate me...
But I will - WILL! - post it within a day. Or so. Maybe even tonight. Seriously, I need to post it now. I need to delve into a totally different fictional world and meet brand new just-made-them-up-in-my-head characters. I need to move on.
Which is kind of ironic, given that I started this story purely because I was tired of the complexities of my other story; a novella-to-be-serialized tale of kids surviving a zombie apocalypse. I desperately needed to put that aside (it had gotten to the point where I felt like that smiley screamer emoji) and dive into a completely different world. And I did.
So here I am, once again tired of the daily struggles of a new story. And desperate to dive back into my kids-kicking-zombie butt apocalypse.
The Gods of the Writers' World are such raging smart-asses, aren't they?
Anyway, I'm writing this blog post about my new sci-fi story today because I'm having one of those "I LOVE my new story!" days, and you have to grab them quickly, because they run their asses off like a cute little bunny and can disappear down a hole in the blink of an eye.
I love my story. All I need is a title. I think. And maybe one more go-through, just to be sure it's perfect.
But quickly, before I hate it instead.
Because, really, I love it. I don't for a minute delude myself that anyone else will love it. I wrote it to be something you can't quite put your finger on. Is the character THIS? Or is the character THAT? Is THIS happening? Or is it THAT? Or something completely different and unimaginable?
The reader can make up their own mind. Or have deep discussions with others who are wondering, themselves. To me, a story that makes you ponder possibilities is one that makes you use your imagination. As a reader, I sometimes enjoy that. Not every single story or book I read, hell no. But once in a while, challenge me to wonder.
Do other readers feel the same? Or does it just piss them off? I am clueless as to how other minds work. I can barely keep my own mind chugging along.
So. I wrote it. I will post it. Maybe actual readers will discover it and be curious enough give it a go. Maybe they'll like it. Maybe they'll love it. Maybe they'll just say, "Huh?"
Or maybe I'll be its audience of one.
Such is a writer's life. LOL