Everyone hits it eventually. The dreaded wall. Luckily my wall seems to be made more of a kind of transparent fabric rather than bricks and mortar, so it has slowed me down but not stopped me. I’ve been working on the third draft of my mentorship novel for a few weeks now. While the planning was tough, the actual writing has been flowing quite well. Until now.
There’s always a place in a manuscript (often several) where the writing gets really tough. For me it was a particularly tricky scene to write – smack bang in the middle of the novel – the dark point for my protagonist. Writing through this scene and out the other side has been hard work. I’m pretty stubborn though, so even in these stages I still write every day. On the good days, I do well above my daily word quota, but on days like these I just skim the minimum.
It’s not unusual that during the difficult stage of any novel a new idea comes along to tempt me with its freshness. Christine Bongers recently blogged about this phenomena, using a really clever analogy. But like Chris, I’m finding ways to work on both projects. The new idea has become like a reward, which I only get to work on once I’ve gotten through (at least) my quota of words for the novel redraft. It’s also a very different project: a picture book, where I get to play with words and images. It’s actually the perfect project to start while redrafting a novel, because the smallness of it is quite refreshing. I’m also finding that, since starting the new project, I come back to my novel each day with more energy.
The new idea came after yet another person asked if I’d done anything with Squish, the small rabbit that runs across this blog. So essentially, I’m fighting the wall with a small white rabbit. He must know kung-fu, because he’s certainly doing a good job of it.
Note: My working title for the story was ‘Squish, the Small Rabbit’ but for obvious reasons it has since changed (just read it aloud).