I’ve also started a new writing project, which I’m tentatively calling The Last Fable of Maxine Swansey, which takes place (currently) over three different time periods in a character’s life (1984, 2050, and 2155). I may add more time periods, and possibly other characters across the years inbetween. I don’t know.
What I do know is that the writing style for this piece is nothing like anything I’ve written before. It combines stream of consciousness and a literary writing structure reminiscent of someone like Pynchon or Salman Rushdie (more Rushdie than Pynchon at the moment — these are just comparisons to give an impression of the style I’m working with, not an assessment of quality or an admission of copycat behavior). I’m not sure why I’m doing this, though I like how inserting stream of consciousness in the middle of third person does some interesting things to destabilize the narrative (in a way that I think works). We’ll see what happens as I continue to write this thing.
Point is: I’m having fun doing something weird, but also mundane. There’s a lot of intersection between the everyday and the strange, and the often fuzzy border that exists between the two (the first chapter involves a character discovering a man in a random Spanish courtyard trying to convince people he has learned how to control animals through martial art dance — in this case, a bull — and there’s all kinds of other weirdness going on, too — coincidences upon coincidences, some strange technology, odd characters, and so on and so forth).
And that, I think, is what I really need. I need to have fun just writing something. Something I can insert more of my life into, as writers are wont to do.
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Adventures in Writing: So Begins a New Project (of Doom)
I’ve also started a new writing project, which I’m tentatively calling The Last Fable of Maxine Swansey, which takes place (currently) over three different time periods in a character’s life (1984, 2050, and 2155). I may add more time periods, and possibly other characters across the years inbetween. I don’t know.
What I do know is that the writing style for this piece is nothing like anything I’ve written before. It combines stream of consciousness and a literary writing structure reminiscent of someone like Pynchon or Salman Rushdie (more Rushdie than Pynchon at the moment — these are just comparisons to give an impression of the style I’m working with, not an assessment of quality or an admission of copycat behavior). I’m not sure why I’m doing this, though I like how inserting stream of consciousness in the middle of third person does some interesting things to destabilize the narrative (in a way that I think works). We’ll see what happens as I continue to write this thing.
Point is: I’m having fun doing something weird, but also mundane. There’s a lot of intersection between the everyday and the strange, and the often fuzzy border that exists between the two (the first chapter involves a character discovering a man in a random Spanish courtyard trying to convince people he has learned how to control animals through martial art dance — in this case, a bull — and there’s all kinds of other weirdness going on, too — coincidences upon coincidences, some strange technology, odd characters, and so on and so forth).
And that, I think, is what I really need. I need to have fun just writing something. Something I can insert more of my life into, as writers are wont to do.
Anywho. What are you all up to?
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