If you were on Facebook recently, you might’ve seen me gushing a little about a new plot bunny that took hold of me after watching the movie RED 2 and discovering the actor Lee Byung-hun. I had this idea about an assassin and a whistle-blower marked for death. It would be along the same theme as RED/RED 2 in that it’ll be an action/adventure-comedy. I even wrote a whole lot of that idea down and felt fantastic about it :)
But, at the same time, I’ve been fiddling with Christopher and Herman’s story, too. Adding info, beefing up backstory, writing down dialogue…
And then there’s this idea about Teddy bears and under-bed monsters.
And one about a labyrinth.
And a guy who can paint things into being real.
And an actor who’s going to save his show by going gay.
And a couple who decide to play with mild BDSM.
And a guy who has to be rescued from a yoga class.
And the minions of a wizard.
I write them all down as they come to me because I don’t want to risk losing a single thought. Maybe it’ll be a great novel one day. Maybe it’ll sit in a file forever.
What really gets to me sometimes is the fact I actually don’t have time to sit and mess with all of them from idea to finish product. It’s frustrating to have to make notes and leave it. I mean, I know that’s just how it is because of life and all, but I feel like NOT giving it everything I have right away might make it slowly disappear. What if I forget?
What if I lose the motivation to write anything else about it? Because that’s happened, and then I wonder, does that mean it wasn’t meant to be? Wasn’t good enough? Or was it just not the right time to write that one? Will it come back?
I’m not feeling mournful anymore over the conclusion of SPLINTERS and letting Al and Duke fly from the nest and be free in the world. Writing SEA GOD’S SACRIFICE helped me move on very well from that. Right now, instead, I’m in a weird spot where any story could be The One. I’m poking at all of them like they’re foreign substances and I have to figure them out. But I’m also reading more and watching more movies and getting even more ideas.
For now, I’m going to run with the possibility this is all good. Normal. I’m being an author between projects and this is just the way it is. Anything could happen.
And that’s kind of exciting :)