Oh, my my my, was Sunday a fun day for a writing day. Got my blogging, got my article, got my editing, got my ideas–
What’s that? Ideas? What are you talking about?
As I said, I had writing to do. I knocked off an eighteen hundred word article on the wonders of powered armor, which is probably being edited as I write this–or not, who knows, because I know it’ll get done and get posted, and I’ll be allowed to work on what is pretty much part two of the same article.
Then there was some editing for Replacements, which involved a lot of cutting of words so issues wouldn’t arise between what I’d once written, and what had been newly written. It was therefore necessary to do some cutting and adding, to rearrange words and make sentences whole, where once that didn’t exist. I’d worried that I would somehow screw things up, but some thirteen hundred words later–no problems. Handled it the way it was meant to be handled: like a pro. Or, semi-pro, if we want to get technical.
I thought I was finished for the night, but it was eight-thirty, and I didn’t feel as if I needed to laze about doing nothing, so I looked at the next chapter, thought, “I can do this,” and jumped in. It wasn’t difficult, it wasn’t trying, and with the focus I still had, I was able to find some obvious mistakes and rewrite some clumsy sentences. It’s all part of the editing game, where you learn to read your material, and find the stuff that either doesn’t make sense, or is flat-out wrong.
But what’s this about ideas, hum? Not a problem: sit down and let me tell ya . . .
During a lull in all the thing that were going on, I decided to take a look at my ideas file. I have my ideas set up in Scrivener so when I need something, I made a new folder, give it the meta idea name (like “Orion Story”, which tells me the basic idea), and then set up a text file with a little more information as needed. For a few of my ideas I already had notes written, so I copied them into the various folders where they can set until I need them.
One idea that I’ve worked on in the past has to do with my Indonesian horror tales. Kuntilanak is the first, and during NaNo 2012 I wrote Kolor Ijo, the second. When I was close to finishing Kolor Ijo, I started wondering if there were more stories that could be writing about the horror that is supernatural Indonesia. The answer was, “Hell yeah”.
I already had some idea about these other stories, and some idea about where they would take place, so . . . all that remained would be to give them a title and some time frame, no?
So I copied out some cards, added titles, gave a time frame, and there I was with four more stories . . . really, four more novels, perhaps three hundred thousand words to work on–
No problem, right?
This is what I get when I say I don’t have ideas. They come after me until I write them down.
It’s when they make me want to do something more that I get into trouble . . .