{"id":97,"date":"2016-07-01T20:37:20","date_gmt":"2016-07-02T00:37:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/victoriafeistner.com\/?p=97"},"modified":"2019-02-10T13:10:57","modified_gmt":"2019-02-10T18:10:57","slug":"writers-overflow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/victoriafeistner.com\/blog\/2016\/07\/01\/writers-overflow\/","title":{"rendered":"Writer&#8217;s overflow"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I met my goal of 75K by the end of June 2016 for <em>Embers<\/em>. It&#8217;s at 139K right now, both parts, and I still have enough plot left for another part I think. But I&#8217;m not going to think about that until Monday (I am taking the long weekend off. 16K in four days burned out my brain).<\/p>\n<p>Instead I wanted to write about my other kind of writer&#8217;s block.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>The first kind gets talked about endlessly. We&#8217;ve all read or attempted to write that short story about an author, desperate for ideas, that writes about their adventures looking for their next muse.<\/p>\n<p>The second kind, I&#8217;ve discovered, is when there are too many ideas to choose from and the inspiration is flowing thick and fast, but <em>not<\/em> for the project that you actually need to finish. Other, better plots or characters. More interesting situations or Big Ideas. Perhaps not even writing ideas at all&#8211;I personally get inspired for design work the most when I should be writing instead. Creative Overflow is a much more insidious problem, I find, because it doesn&#8217;t <em>look<\/em> like a problem. We&#8217;ve all had that one moaner in a writer&#8217;s group who would <em>kill<\/em> for new ideas and who is currently making a sour face at the very notion of too many notions. We&#8217;ve all\u00a0been stuck ourselves at some point or another. But there are different ways and means around blockages,\u00a0the advice out there is endless: write other scenes, skip ahead, doodle out maps, brainstorm, stare out a window, take the dog for a walk. But there&#8217;s only the one solution to overflow that I know of: willpower.<\/p>\n<p>And willpower, as they say, is a<a href=\"http:\/\/www.apa.org\/helpcenter\/willpower.aspx\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"> limited resource<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>So what do you do? When you&#8217;re on page XX of your main project and your characters don&#8217;t know what to do, and the urge to work on that other, shinier project gnaws like a craving?<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know. I wish I had a solution, but honestly, I&#8217;m terrible at resisting temptation. And\u00a0<em>Embers<\/em> is huge. Lumbering along, sure, but there are so many moving parts that it&#8217;s exhausting to keep track, and meanwhile my\u00a0idea for a new Michaela Mowbray novel sparkles. I think it just winked at me. It would be short, and cute, and have a happy ending, and best of all there&#8217;s a crisp blank page out there waiting, waiting for me to come up with new characters and a new world. It makes me salivate like the front window to a patisserie.<\/p>\n<p>But I know what will happen. I&#8217;ll put down <em>Embers<\/em> and when I come back to it after a month(s), I&#8217;ll have forgotten where all the pieces are supposed to go and spend at least a week tearing my hair out trying to remember who was supposed to end up where. I did it with <em>Space Crazies<\/em> and with <em>Ashes<\/em>. It&#8217;s so easy to tell myself that I&#8217;ll be fine if I come back to it after a break longer than a weekend. But I&#8217;m getting wise to the lie.<\/p>\n<p>So I will keep going. See if I can ignore\u00a0the overflow. Camp Nano is this month, which should help my motivation to focus; I&#8217;ve scheduled a Plot Talk with Grace next week for some dangling thread diagnosis, and then the rest is a matter\u00a0of bum-in-chair. I can do this. I can walk past the window. Just keep walking. I can <em>do<\/em> this.\u00a0Right?<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;now I want pastries. 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