I’ve been surprised over the past few weeks how this project is coming together, kind of piecemeal, not all orderly like I approach most of my life. I am a list maker, an outliner, a planner. My kids tease me that “Mom, it’s okay not to ‘have a plan’ for the day,” assuring me that it’ll be “alright.” Really, it’s that bad sometimes.
When I started this novel adventure, I approached it how I usually approach a writing project. I gathered all my resources; I researched, read, and took notes; I outlined and plotted; I developed characters. And then, I thought I would start at the beginning. That’s where I’ve always started every paper, essay, my Master’s thesis etc. – the beginning. It seems like the logical place to start. Apparently not.
Either I’m starting to let go and listen to my creative self a little bit better, or I just approach fiction a little differently, or at least a long fiction project, than I do non-fiction projects. The short stories I have written I have started at the beginning and worked through until the end, but for my novel, I have random scenes written throughout. I work on whatever I feel like. If inspiration hits, I write that part. It’s been so fun – who knew?
The other day I was reading a stack of 9th grade papers. My students wrote them as a culmination of a fun end of the year Writer’s Workshop unit in which we studied “using punctuation in interesting ways to create voice.” “How do authors use dashes, ellipses, fragments etc? What do they achieve when they use them?” were the questions we asked as we read quite a few mentor texts, and they wrote practice pieces. They could write their final piece on any topic; they enjoyed this assignment. How do I know? The final papers were super fun to read; they got it, the whole idea that language is fun and they can play with it to achieve an emotion or a mood in their writing. As I was reading, twice I read lines that made me think of my story. I had to stop right there, grab a piece of paper and write segments of scenes. When I got home that night, I expanded them, and I still like them.
My muse is a funny thing. I have no idea when inspiration will strike or what it will inspire. However, I think my planning (or over-planning according to my kids) has been helpful because now when inspiration does strike, I have a good idea of where that piece will fit in the larger picture, but it’s certainly not exact. I’m trying really hard to just go with it. To let go, to allow this process to teach me whatever I need to know about how I work and the best way for me to work. This is new territory for me, to work organically and not in a completely linear fashion. But, overall, I think I like starting in the middle. Now, if I could just think of a really great first line, life would be great.