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My insecurity (here I go, rambling on about myself again. Um, is this getting too repetitive? --most likely) is that I cannot seem to stick to one project without disliking it.
You see, I had a blast writing my first novel; for a year and a half I happily wrote a gazillion words and while there were plenty of starts and stops, I never felt like it wasn't something I wanted to complete.
For my next novel, which I finished last October, I was happy at the beginning but just wanted it to get the stupid thing done after I'd gotten about halfway through. Tired of the world, tired of the characters, tired of the writing style I tried. For my NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) novel it felt a bit like an impending train wreck a quarter of the way in, and while I did complete that novel in December, I don't want to look at it for the same reasons above.
On March 1st, I started rewrites of my first novel. I'd outlined it and listed character traits and created rough (all right, very rough) setting sketches, which is more blueprinting than I usually do. I thought that might help keep things consistent, a common problem with my other finished/unedited projects.
But . . . having written a few thousand words, that project is already as feeling dead as the last two. I'm not sure at this point if I'm going to continue; I don't know whether forging on in the hopes that an unlikely spark of inspiration will appear or switching to something else is the better idea. I hate to give up on things, but I don't want to dump time and energy into a project I won't want to look at twice once it's done, you know? I write because it's something I enjoy, and though I believe important things shouldn't be easy all the time, slogging through a novel I'm not fully behind even at the outset probably wouldn't result in much good.
I guess, then, that my problem is I can't seem to find something I'm really, really enthusiastic to write about. That first novel (which was turned into a trilogy, actually) had all the pent-up writerly ideas I'd been storing for the past few years.
Maybe it's time I tried hunting down a new kind of spark . . . somehow.
Have you ever started projects only to find that the love for the ideas had already died?
-----The Golden Eagle