Monday, May 19, 2008

The Writing Week part 20

Not much progress to speak of this week.

I guess you could say I’ve been in a bit of a rut. A funk. A dry spell? Anyway you put it, it’s been a few weeks now, and I haven’t even re-read all of my post-Apocalyptic spec, which is the next thing that I’m going to pounce on again. Despite the lack of reading/writing recently, I have been doing a lot of thinking. Like Zombie mentioned in a post he made a little while ago, I feel like I’ve done nothing, but then I reassess the situation, and know that’s not entirely true.

For one, I can feel myself growing more and more distanced from the first draft of the post-Apocalyptic script. This is a very good thing. I don’t know the exact time frame, but if I don’t have at least three months in between finishing a draft and re-working it, the changes are few and far between. I can sense a slowly heating desire to scrap entire scenes and make drastic rewrites, a fire of productivity growing slowly within me, more than a spark, but far from an inferno yet.

Also, I’ve been playing with a character in my head. This is some of the most extensive character development I’ve done. Not to say that I know everything about him—quite the opposite actually. He’s in some womb between my ears, slowly but surely evolving, growing arms and feet, fingers and toenails. He’s got a name and a few mannerisms, but not much more yet. It’s a slow process, but one I’m enjoying a lot, since I often find my thoughts turning to him, encouraging him to grow and, hopefully soon, step out into the world.


Zombie said...

I'm eager to hear about this new character. Is he going to be based on me?

Cake Man said...

No. He's cool.

Onyx Enforcer said...

Interesting imagery with the womb between your ears. I wonder, when the character fetus has fully matured does it squeeze out of your mouth in a wet slimy mess?

Cake Man said...

No, he's so awesome, he C-Sections himself out my forehead.