Sometimes, you gotta do boring things

I’ve read a lot of writing advice over the years, and this weekend I decided to ditch a tenet that I’d previously thought was hard and fast.  You know that philosophy of ‘if you don’t want to write it, then others don’t want to read it’?  That’s the bit I’m talking about.

Let me set the picture.  There are some aspects of my novel that are powering ahead.  They’re mainly about my two protagonists and how they relate to each other, which I find really exciting.  And then there’s the other aspects, otherwise known as the bigger plot.  These are not quite so interesting to me, but are essential vehicles for setting the scene for the emotional life of my protagonists. 

Now, if I followed the ‘if I find it boring to write, readers find it boring to read’ thing, then I wouldn’t write the bits I don’t find as interesting.  But in reality, if I did that, I’d have a book only I’d be interested in!  That would be fine, if I was writing a book just for me.  Which I’m not.

The fact is, sometimes you have to do things you don’t want to do and you have to do them well.  This is with writing, as it is with life.  We as writers have to sit down and hone our craft until we can write the things that don’t interest us personally, but are essential for the bigger picture of our book.  If we don’t, then we stall and tread water in one place, without getting anywhere.  Ultimately, everything we write will be much better for it.

So I sat down this weekend and after a couple of false starts and getting thoroughly discouraged by the ‘boring’ chapter I had to write,  I hit my stride.  I feel much better about the chapter now, and have found it wasn’t so boring after all!


A Long Time Between Drinks …

It has been a long time since I updated this blog, hasn’t it?  I should be thoroughly ashamed of myself!

But I needed a break to get my head together for my writing.  I was stalling, big time.  Juggling the full-time job, sore arms and voice operated software, not to mention still recovering from studies finished last year, left me coasting along without much driving power. 

That all changed after having attended WorldCon earlier in the month!  For those who don’t know this is a Speculative Fiction convention that’s held across the world annually.  This year it was in Melbourne, and I couldn’t pass up that opportunity.  So I packed my bags, trying not to think about the money, and barrelled into my first panel breathless and glad to be there. 

Many have probably blogged about WorldCon, so I won’t go on, except to say that being around my peers talking writing all day every day, was good for my soul.  It zapped my energy reservoirs and put me on track again.  I’ve got the mojo back, and I’m making the most of it!