Archive for September, 2008

Re-start

Monday, September 29th, 2008

I firmly believe there is no such thing as writer’s block. There is only writer’s laziness.

So all summer I’ve been promising to resume writing my Heroes serial after a short break. And the break has dragged on longer and longer…

Not because I don’t know what to write. I’ve had the entire issue plotted and large chunks of it in my head. I’m just too lazy to sit down and type it. I kept thinking I had something more important to do (I didn’t), or that I didn’t have a big enough block of time to write it in one go (I did), or that it was the wrong time of the month (er…).

Anyway I took today off work and vowed to get it finished or die trying. I wasted the morning watching TV, I went out for lunch and ate too many donuts, I went for a long walk down the beach… and the hours slowly vanished…

So the next time somebody tells you they have writer’s block, you’ll know what they really have…

 

P.S. I finished the issue. It will go on line this weekend.

Scenes

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008

When I write a comic script, I always try to break a scene at the bottom of a page.

When I read other people’s comics, I don’t see the same thing. Sometimes it happens, but not always. Scenes break all over the place, in the middle of pages.

End-of-page scene breaks seem to be my own personal quirk. Not a deliberately-adopted quirk, just something I started doing because it felt right at the time.

Sometimes it’s awkward to get the pacing to fit around it. But I don’t see anything bad about it from a story-telling point of view, so I’ll probably keep doing it.

 

Yes, this post does mean that I’ve started writing Heroes again after my long summer break.

Inspiration

Saturday, September 6th, 2008

I was walking down the sea front this morning, with a huge storm out to sea, sky and water both grey, with waves breaking right over the lighthouse at the end of the pier. I was listening to Arnold’s Concerto for Viola & Chamber Orchestra, which has a wild and angry first movement that perfectly matched the weather.

And I looked at all this, and thought it ought to inspire me to write something.

But it didnt. No ideas came to mind at all.

So I started composing a blog post while I walked. I thought, “I will write that I looked at all this and thought it ought to inspire me to write something. But it didnt. No ideas came to mind at all.” And while I was thinking that, I had an idea for a character I could introduce in the afternoon’s game, somebody with weather control powers. And by the time I was home I had all his abilities, background and personality worked out, as well as those of his two team mates, and their relationships. I knew exactly how and why to introduce them into the game’s plot.

So I did have an idea.

But the idea wasn’t triggered by the storm. Not really. The idea came from me thinking about writing. Or possibly not even that. It was just an idea.

Writers are supposed to get inspiration from things. They are supposed to be able to answer questions about where their ideas come from. Well I like Neil Gaiman’s answer to that question: “I make them up.” That’s what happens. Everything you see and hear, and have seen and heard your entire life, adds to your collected store of knowledge, and you need that knowledge inside you or you’ll never get anywhere. But when you need an idea for a character or plot or setting, the idea doesn’t come from anywhere. You just think hard and make something up.

Quote

Friday, September 5th, 2008

I’m going to change the quote on the home page every time I make a site update. I.e. now. (Don’t bother looking for what I’ve updated… it’s so minor you’ll never find it.)

The quotes aren’t relevant to anything in particular. They are just things I have gathered over the years. But they all hold some meaning for me.

For reference, the old quote was:

“The Spirit that guides you, follow it through.
To the Spirit inside you, always be true.”
–Tony Clarkin, The Spirit.

From one of my favourite songs by one of my favourite song writers.

Party on

Monday, September 1st, 2008

The party has been interesting. It’s been running for (I think) 34 hours (midnight in New Zealand) and will still run for another 14 hours (midnight in Samoa). Obviously I haven’t been on line for the whole thing…

But apart from the three dozen people taking active part, I’ve seen several lurkers on and off throughout the day. I suspect several more will pop up while I’m asleep, as more of America comes on line. Every extra person is another potential sale, though how many will be real sales remains to be seen…