Facing another writing dilemma.
I have some stories to work on. They’re short — the right number of words for your average modern-day short story.
And then there’s this novel that has decided to creep up on me and out of me. Sure, that’s what writers say, right? That stories just sort of show up and determine their own arc and line, etc. Unfortunately, I think I might be one of those writers. I just don’t always know what’s going to come out of my hands when I start. And then you can misplace ideas just when you need them, or I can — if I talk out an idea for too long it goes and hides under the metaphorical couch and waits until I move all the furniture to surface again. The problem being that now I am writing but it may or may not be useful and I need it to be useful because I have to write my dissertation.
Short stories? Novel that has no end in sight? This is not really the sort of dilemma I like to have.
This would not be a problem if it weren’t for the dissertation. Story of my writing life, at the mo!
RIGHT!? Oh well. I’m diving into short stories with a vengeance.