#oneaday Day 683: Debrief

So, for the last 30 days I’ve been doing (almost) nothing but creative writing on here. What have we learned?

Firstly, I remembered that creative writing is fun. Not that I’d particularly forgotten that fact, but I’ve always enjoyed it, ever since a young age. It’s actually knuckling down and doing it that can be the stumbling block for many, though — which is, I guess, what projects like NaNoWriMo and what I was doing here are all about. Once you discipline yourself to do something, then you can do it, no problem — over the course of the last 30 days I’ve churned out over 30,000 words of creativity. Whether or not they’re any good is another matter, of course — but they’re there, and once they’re there, they can become a starting point to something else, even if that “something else” turns out to be something completely different, simply spurred on by what you’ve achieved previously.

Secondly, improvisatory storytelling is fun, although not necessarily the most practical way to write something coherent. As I said at the start of the whole exercise, I hadn’t planned anything out, created any characters, settings or overarching plot — I was making things up as I went along. This was probably evident from any number of plot holes that I’m sure are still in there, and points where I retroactively made something relevant, perhaps not in the way I’d originally intended. Why? Because when I originally wrote something, I’d had one thing in mind, only to come up with a Brilliant New Idea a couple of days later that made the original something either irrelevant or very difficult to fit in to things.

Thirdly, tenses are a bugger. I made a conscious decision once I introduced Evie’s narrative to distinguish the two narrators through their use of tense, but it was so easy to naturally shift to the wrong one throughout the course of one chapter. I’m pretty sure I spotted it every time it happened, but if there are a few examples of incorrect tenses, then I apologise.

Fourthly, I already knew this, but stream of consciousness is a fun way to explore characters. With stream of consciousness writing, you can create an interesting, compelling character and narrative without any other characters being present. The majority of Adam’s story was just him, for example, and Evie didn’t speak much until later. The characters’ internal monologues can provide interesting ways to explore the way they think and feel without having to have conversations with others to make things explicit.

I picked up on the whole “stream of consciousness” thing back at school when we read Jean Rhys’ Jane Eyre prequel Wide Sargasso Sea, a book which explores exactly what happened to Mrs Rochester before she became the scary woman in the attic. I can’t remember a huge amount about the book itself, but many things I’ve written since that time have taken the first person stream of consciousness approach, as it’s a style in which I enjoy writing. Other influential books from my past include the Adrian Mole series — diary-style writing is often pretty similar to stream of consciousness, after all, though there has to be something of a suspension of disbelief at times as few real diaries would include complete word-for-word transcriptions of conversations that had happened — and (don’t laugh) John Grisham’s The Rainmaker, which was the first book I ever read that wasn’t written in past tense.

On the whole, I’d say the experiment was a success. Tucked away in my Google Docs account right now is 14,455 words of another story I’m writing — and this one I have mostly planned out, or at least have some “key events” and characters in mind. One day I might actually get around to finishing it — and since I find myself with a bit of free time on my hands at the moment, I guess there’s no time like the present. As such, assuming no-one suddenly phones/emails me on Monday and hires me, I will start doing a bit of (non-blog) writing each day in lieu of having an actual job. Who knows? Something awesome might come of it. At the very least, a creative project which has been on my drawing board for about a bajillion years might finally come to fruition, which will be satisfying. And, frankly, given some of the dross out there which does make it to publication, I’m pretty sure I can do better. I mean, I know I’m not the perfect writer — no-one is, and to assume so is both arrogant and very, very stupid — but I like to think I’m pretty good, at the very least. And also, you only get better through practice, right?

The one thing I can say about the last year is that I’ve got a ton of experience writing. I mean, I know I did the year before too, what with contributing to sites like Kombo and GamesAreEvil as well as writing this nonsense every day, but this year it’s been my actual full-time job, and for the vast majority of that time I’ve had the privilege of working with some talented editors who know their craft and give good feedback. Too many outlets these days settle for getting things published as quickly as possible rather than taking their time over ensuring everything is as good as it can be. This year, I’ve picked up a bunch of little tips to ensure good-quality output. Even if I’ve had to spend the whole year professionally spelling words like “theorise” and “colour” incorrectly. (Love you, USA.)

So, where to from here? We’ll see. It’s a weekend coming up (it is, right? Losing one’s job causes one to immediately lose all sense of what day it is, in my experience.) so that will be spent attempting to relax and unwind after, frankly, what has been a particularly crappy week. Following that, on Monday, as I say, I’ll be setting aside some time to do some non-blog writing every day in lieu of actual work, and seeing how that develops. And from there, who knows?

On the job front, there are several irons in the fire at the moment, so hopefully something will come of (at least) one of them. Now I have a bunch of experience under my belt, hopefully I won’t find myself spending a year out of work again. Because that sucked a big pile of donkey dick. An actual pile of it. And I have no desire to return to that situation. So I won’t.

Hopefully, anyway.

Enough rambling from me. Have a pleasant weekend, all.