What Made Me Think I Could Do This?
To explain, I need to tell you a little about my WIP. At its most basic premise, this is what The Keegans of Banner's Edge is about:
I'm elbow-deep in the fourth draft. I've been working on this same dang story for nearly three years; I only took a break during NaNo '13 to write something else because my brain needed a rest. Of course, there are several things that make this project different from past projects:
- It's historical fiction. It made sense in my head to at least give an honest try at writing hist. fic. because that's what I love reading.
- Multiple POVs. I've done multiple POVs before, but this story has five POVs. The third draft had six. Six. I must've been insane.
- My MC is a hard character to get into the mind of, for whatever reason. It's frustrating.
By a fourth draft, one expects the project to be reasonably polished. I have an outline, I have three drafts with these characters, and my last two drafts were beta-read. But it doesn't feel uniformly polished.
Is the plot I finally came up with after hitting the drawing board after draft three going to be enough? And there are pesky plot bunnies nipping at my heels, going, "Write me! Write me!"
What made me think I'm capable of writing an entire coherent novel? Was it the novella, two trunked novels, and two NaNo projects I've written since 2009 that made me think that? None of them were as laborious as this thing has been. Is it because since I was 12-years-old, I've consistently said I want to be a writer? 12-year-olds, what do they know. Was it majoring in Writing in college that did it? Actually, that convinced me not to be a writer for a little while.
I'm revising, but I don't know that I'm going in the right direction. And it's a novel, so no one can tell me if I'm going in the right or the wrong direction. So we'll just have to see.
Normal people don't do this to themselves. Or at least, that's what I'm told.
Thanks for reading :-)