This is not a rant about some awful reading material that I picked up by accident- though that’s how my writing career got started; I got a really terrible book from the library and realized, ‘I can do better than this!’ And look where it got me.
It got me to a point that I’m writing a book I detest. It’s absurdly finicky, won’t let me write anything else, and for the longest time, I thought it wasn’t even publishable. At first, I couldn’t even get words on the page unless I had country music videos playing on my other monitor- yes, video; not just audio. Nowadays, I can sometimes get away with mere audio, and lots of cussing. No joke. Every time I get stuck, I swear a blue streak, and the words start flowing again. I don’t get it, either.
And I haven’t been able to write anything else. I should be working on a sword-and-sorcery short for Tales From The Magician’s Skull, which is due before April 1 and should take about a week, if I buckle down and get to it. But I may have to finish the d-mned novel first. This is the time for multiple projects at once, and for the first time in my writing life, I can’t seem to manage it.
For a book that might not even be publishable. Other people have told me that there’s a huge market for this genre, but it’s a story line that’s rather close to home. Why I’m worried about offending people in the current climate, I have no idea. It’s not like anyone else has any compunction about doing it. So I’m filing off a lot of serial numbers and hoping that doesn’t destroy the thing altogether.
But I’m sticking with it. Because it’s actually a fun story, and writing it is keeping me from going nuts over other things. I really hated it in the beginning; now it’s more of a love/hate relationship.
So, you may be asking, what sort of story would do that to its author?
Time travel romance.
Yes, you may laugh. I did, when I realized exactly what I was writing. I’ve never written anything like this. Which might explain why there’s so much cussing involved; I’m learning a new genre at the same time as this convoluted plot and very strong-willed characters are knocking at the inside of my head. It doesn’t even have the grace to be exactly contemporary; it takes place mostly in the early 2010s, so I’m having to do almost as much research as I’d do for a historical- more, even, because everyone who picks up this book lived through that time, and will notice any little error. And it touches on the United States military, so my recent internet search history looks even weirder than normal- I’m a lifelong civilian.
We live in strange times. Might as well write a strange book to go with them.