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It's bright out there. Cold, but bright. And there's another storm on the way, as I'm sure at least half the country is aware. The snow should reach us by morning. I'm thinking of all those six-foot heaps made by the snowplows, and wondering how they'll look as seven- and eight-foot heaps. We have to get out of here this evening, before the weather starts deteriorating. I have a 7 p.m. (CaST) doctor's appointment, and we'll need to make it to the market.
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Something happened yesterday that's never happened before. It's remarkable, I suppose, that it's never happened before, given I've been writing pretty much full-time now for nineteen years. I'm hesitant to even speak of it here. But given how this journal is meant to be an honest record of my experiences as a writer and author, I would feel dishonest leaving it out. Yesterday, first time ever, I found myself crying because of what I was writing. It came on very suddenly, and I had to stop and step away for awhile before finishing the scene. I know I was crying for Imp. There are other reasons, too, which I'm not going to spell out. But, later, I found myself thinking that this has to be the last novel of this sort I write, at least for the foreseeable future. It's too terrible and too personal. I find myself not wanting to let anyone see this one, ever. I felt that way a little with Daughter of Hounds, then even more so with The Red Tree. But it's never been this strong, the urge to lock the book away and not subject it to editors and reviewers and Amazon reader comments and people mouthing off on their blogs. It's just too personal, and I suppose I have no one to blame but myself. No one forces me to write these particular stories, to keep picking at these particular scabs. But, yeah. Last time. And then I'm going off to write YA, and tell wondrous stories, and they'll be dark, sure. They'll be true. But they sure as fuck won't be this. It sounds melodramatic, I know, but the truth is I'm making myself sicker, writing this novel, and it's not worth the toll it's taking.
It's okay if that didn't make much sense. Like Imp's story, it's mostly just for me.
At best, I'm halfway through the novel.
Yesterday, I wrote 2,106 words on Chapter 5, and finally reached the end of the longest chapter I've ever written.
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Not much else to say about yesterday. We watched the new episode of Fringe, which, of course, was very good. Then we watched the first two episodes of Season Two of Spartacus. Gods, I'd forgotten how much I love this show. Sheer and utter fucking debauchery and depravity, unabashed, unapologetic. All fucking id, top to bottom. It's nowhere near as well written as was Deadwood, but I think it has much the same appeal for me. Later, we played a little WoW. I think I got to bed about 3:45 a.m. (CaST).
Gonna go now. Comments would be especially welcome today.
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Something happened yesterday that's never happened before. It's remarkable, I suppose, that it's never happened before, given I've been writing pretty much full-time now for nineteen years. I'm hesitant to even speak of it here. But given how this journal is meant to be an honest record of my experiences as a writer and author, I would feel dishonest leaving it out. Yesterday, first time ever, I found myself crying because of what I was writing. It came on very suddenly, and I had to stop and step away for awhile before finishing the scene. I know I was crying for Imp. There are other reasons, too, which I'm not going to spell out. But, later, I found myself thinking that this has to be the last novel of this sort I write, at least for the foreseeable future. It's too terrible and too personal. I find myself not wanting to let anyone see this one, ever. I felt that way a little with Daughter of Hounds, then even more so with The Red Tree. But it's never been this strong, the urge to lock the book away and not subject it to editors and reviewers and Amazon reader comments and people mouthing off on their blogs. It's just too personal, and I suppose I have no one to blame but myself. No one forces me to write these particular stories, to keep picking at these particular scabs. But, yeah. Last time. And then I'm going off to write YA, and tell wondrous stories, and they'll be dark, sure. They'll be true. But they sure as fuck won't be this. It sounds melodramatic, I know, but the truth is I'm making myself sicker, writing this novel, and it's not worth the toll it's taking.
It's okay if that didn't make much sense. Like Imp's story, it's mostly just for me.
At best, I'm halfway through the novel.
Yesterday, I wrote 2,106 words on Chapter 5, and finally reached the end of the longest chapter I've ever written.
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Not much else to say about yesterday. We watched the new episode of Fringe, which, of course, was very good. Then we watched the first two episodes of Season Two of Spartacus. Gods, I'd forgotten how much I love this show. Sheer and utter fucking debauchery and depravity, unabashed, unapologetic. All fucking id, top to bottom. It's nowhere near as well written as was Deadwood, but I think it has much the same appeal for me. Later, we played a little WoW. I think I got to bed about 3:45 a.m. (CaST).
Gonna go now. Comments would be especially welcome today.
*hug*
Date: 2011-01-31 04:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 04:27 pm (UTC)Makes sense to me. I'll always support your work, whichever direction you decide to go.
And all hail Spartacus! Hell, yes.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:32 pm (UTC)One of my greatest fears is that people won't. And to some degree, they won't, and this will be, in part, about winning over a new reader base.
And all hail Spartacus! Hell, yes.
It just makes me smile.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 04:35 pm (UTC)My agent thinks it'll work out that way, and I'm trusting her.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:39 pm (UTC)You don't think people will understand but you keep writing because you hope some will? We understand at least.
Everyday I read what you say about how the story is progressing, I get more anxious to read it! Can't wait!
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:42 pm (UTC)You don't think people will understand but you keep writing because you hope some will?
I wish that were the case, but it would be a lie to say it is.
I get more anxious to read it! Can't wait!
Thank you.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 04:43 pm (UTC)It shows a love for what you do and a trust of your readers that many writers would not dare to show.
I think it may say more about my masochistic tendencies.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:48 pm (UTC)I think of Neil Gaiman and Michael Reaves' InterWorld, which contains complex ideas about identity, the many-worlds theory of quantum mechanics, magic, and science. There are few "adult" books which would dare/be allowed to explore that kind of weird set of conjunctions.
I think you'll be able to some good work in YA.
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Date: 2011-01-31 04:51 pm (UTC)I think that it's true that the more open and amazing stories are often found in YA literature. They're more likely to seek to engender a sense of wonder and amazement, all around, while not insulting or even presupposing a certain amount of intelligence from the reader.
Yep.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 05:02 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:10 pm (UTC)I freaking love Spartacus. It's ridiculous and glorious and bloody and wonderful.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:11 pm (UTC)It's ridiculous and glorious and bloody and wonderful.
Exactly.
Also, nice icon.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:35 pm (UTC)I don't know if it matters to say that I'll read it: I'm not who it's being written for. But I imagine it will be wondrous, too. And then I will read your YA with great delight.
I really need to see Spartacus. The first season sounded so over-the-top, I felt I had a moral obligation to.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:38 pm (UTC)don't know if it matters to say that I'll read it: I'm not who it's being written for.
Well, but I also know you'll be among the minority who understands it.
And then I will read your YA with great delight.
I hope to take some measure of delight in writing it.
The first season sounded so over-the-top, I felt I had a moral obligation to.
I'm not sure the show even acknowledges there is a top.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:48 pm (UTC)I hope that's true. I think you deserve some 'easy'.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:51 pm (UTC)I know they'll still be your books with all the accompanying truth and pain, but I think they'll be easier.
So long as they're easier to write, I'll be glad.
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Date: 2011-01-31 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 05:58 pm (UTC)I'm an adult who enjoys reading YA stories as well as adult ones, so count me among your readers that will continue to read your books no matter the category.
It seems to me a lot of adult fantasy-readers are turning to YA. Partly, I think, it's a port in a storm, during this tempest of paranormal-romance crap.
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Date: 2011-01-31 06:09 pm (UTC)Making yourself ill is indeed a high price to pay to tell a story, and I don't mean that dismissively. It sounds like these last few books have been a path of catharsis for you, though. If Daughter of Hounds and Red Tree have been building up to The Drowning Girl, maybe exposing these truths has become a necessary thing at this point — dragging the past into light and air so you can take one more step toward letting those scabs heal.
I hope that's the case. I hope this book accomplishes what it needs to do, and I know I'm not alone. We (your readers) are not all your personal friends (and that's a necessary thing, too). The ones who come here, though, who pre-order your books, and support you in other ways as they can, strangers and friends alike, they do worry about your health and happiness. Even on comment-quiet days.
And we will probably be the ones crying for Imp and for you when we read that scene, too.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:33 pm (UTC)It sounds like these last few books have been a path of catharsis for you, though. If Daughter of Hounds and Red Tree have been building up to The Drowning Girl, maybe exposing these truths has become a necessary thing at this point — dragging the past into light and air so you can take one more step toward letting those scabs heal.
OR...a somewhat less pleasant, but much more likely possibility...given the pressures my deadlines and finances have imposed...I'm falling back on a thing I know and can exploit repeatedly.
The ones who come here, though, who pre-order your books, and support you in other ways as they can, strangers and friends alike, they do worry about your health and happiness. Even on comment-quiet days.
And thank you.
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Date: 2011-01-31 06:37 pm (UTC)I found myself crying because of what I was writing ... this has to be the last novel of this sort I write, at least for the foreseeable future. It's too terrible and too personal.
I think this is why The Drowning Girl is precisely the sort of novel you should be writing. Not because I relish the thought of you in pain, but because I know you're writing something great. Hang in there.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:35 pm (UTC)I think this is why The Drowning Girl is precisely the sort of novel you should be writing.
Unfortunately, I've come to this place where should, artistically, and should, in terms of my mental health, diverge.
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Date: 2011-01-31 06:59 pm (UTC)That's precisely what scared me away from wanting to be a writer many years ago. There was too much "me" in there and I couldn't do it. It was too close to where I really was. I'm braver now and may try again. I will also pay no attention to all that bad advice I got from teachers. It occurs to me that "write what you know" can have many levels of meaning and doesn't have to be "write who you are," without reservation.
I love YA books! I will certainly read yours.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:38 pm (UTC)I will also pay no attention to all that bad advice I got from teachers. It occurs to me that "write what you know" can have many levels of meaning and doesn't have to be "write who you are," without reservation.
No, it certainly doesn't have to be. But that has always been the route I've chosen, and, too, I think you will find that no matter who much you try to keep who you are out, it'll leak in anyway. To b become a published author, you have to be willing to see your every weakness and blemish publicly laughed at and condemned and dismissed as self-indulgent whining.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 07:39 pm (UTC)I don't know what else to say except, thank you. In all sincerity, thank you.
And, with an odd since of reluctance that I would needs many hours to explain, I say you're welcome.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:14 pm (UTC)I too have been reading a good bit of YA fiction the last few years and have to admit I don't really understand the designation. I mean, when I was really a YA myself, I was reading standard sci-fi, fiction and horror...there was no distinction between what an adult read and what a teen read. And what is this current passion for "genre" anyway? Why does reading material need to be divided and then subdivided into smaller and more specific increments? Why do so many people (readers or writers) feel the need to be placed in boxes and not step outside? (Dark Gods forbid!)
Anyway...where you write, I will read.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:41 pm (UTC)I too have been reading a good bit of YA fiction the last few years and have to admit I don't really understand the designation. I mean, when I was really a YA myself, I was reading standard sci-fi, fiction and horror...there was no distinction between what an adult read and what a teen read. And what is this current passion for "genre" anyway? Why does reading material need to be divided and then subdivided into smaller and more specific increments? Why do so many people (readers or writers) feel the need to be placed in boxes and not step outside? (Dark Gods forbid!)
Because we live in a consumer society where niche marketing is the trend. And there's no way around that, distasteful and counter-intuitive as it may be.
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Date: 2011-01-31 07:53 pm (UTC)Thank you for doing what you do. Purge it. Get it out. Then finish the healing and move on.
Keep safe in the upcoming storm.
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Date: 2011-01-31 08:01 pm (UTC)Thank you for doing what you do. Purge it. Get it out. Then finish the healing and move on.
I wish it were exactly as you've said. But, the truth is that, in one way or another, I've been writing exactly the same book, trying to achieve exactly the same catharsis, since Silk. It will never be written out, and I have to accept that. Haunted people do not get unhaunted, and closure is essentially a lie.
This is what Imp has to learn, as I learn it (on a deadline).
"Haunted people do not get unhaunted, and closure is essentially a lie."
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Date: 2011-01-31 08:29 pm (UTC)As for the YA fiction, I'll read whatever you want to write, in whatever genre, unless of course you crack completely and start writing high-fructose-corn-syrup-sweetened pablum geared only towards positive Amazon reviews.
Batten down the hatches, stay cozy and warm during the next storm and whatever ones follow.
(edited for typo, feh)
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Date: 2011-01-31 09:02 pm (UTC)Batten down the hatches, stay cozy and warm during the next storm and whatever ones follow.
Hatches being battened.
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Date: 2011-01-31 08:31 pm (UTC)I am looking forward to seeing what you will write for a young adult audience. Even though I am not young anymore, I still read a fair bit of it, but even if I didn't read YA fiction, I have to admit, I am too much a fan-girl to be got rid of that easily. ;)
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Date: 2011-01-31 09:03 pm (UTC)I am looking forward to seeing what you will write for a young adult audience.
It will be the exact same this, only different.
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Date: 2011-01-31 09:54 pm (UTC)I've always read "YA" along with all sorts of other books that my eclectic taste gathers to me. There is good writing and there is bad writing. Period.
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Date: 2011-01-31 09:59 pm (UTC)There is good writing and there is bad writing. Period.
That's pretty much always been my take. It's just the getting people to agree with me that presents a problem.
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Date: 2011-01-31 11:16 pm (UTC)And that's why, as a reader who loves your work, I'll follow your stories regardless of genre or niche.
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Date: 2011-01-31 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-31 11:40 pm (UTC)It also takes courage to forge a new path for yourself. The YA market is your new chosen path. I'm sure you will find new stories to tell and some new ways to tell them. You're work is uniquely you and I celebrate that fact whenever I read it.
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Date: 2011-02-01 12:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-02-01 01:33 am (UTC)Did you know that that happened to William Goldman? He was writing The Princess Bride, the part where Inigo and Fezzik are racing through the Zoo of Death to rescue Wesley from the Machine, and even Goldman wasn't sure if they'd reach him in time...then he realized they wouldn't. Then he wrote "Wesley lay dead by the Machine." Then he broke down crying, had to get away from his desk and just cry.
There are a lot of reasons that book's really good. Some of the reasons are probably embedded in that moment.
I do hope that YA speaks to you, and works for you. I've long wondered what sort of work you would do in that field, especially after Neil got into it. It's a good thing, what you're doing.