Novel Tidbit

Alright, so the Jack and Diane novel got...sidetracked. I never seem to be able to pursue a task loyally. Although 2 more chapters have been produced, "Devon and Diane" and "Sex and Diane", they are incomplete. I've got other stuff stewing in my pot and, rather than producing an inferior product, I decided to save to draft indefinitely.  I've been having problems getting in touch with my emotions lately, possibly because some of my needs are being met away from the keyboard.

In the heart of a writer, however, there is no such thing as true satisfaction. We are dreamers and the void inside us does not exist to be filled.  It exists because we need it to be there, a driving thirst that makes us keep wondering what mysteries and adventures might lie beyond our limited view of the horizon. In other words, a writer's gotta' write. No matter what.

With a limited amount of free time, and change for the better still going on, the one thing I still have time to do during lunch is edit. All my manuscripts are going online, slowly but surely. I've gathered up my journals, sheets of loose paper, napkins, shoebox fragments and various other articles I've written on over the last two decades into a musky pile for just such a task. I am (still) computerless at home right now, so a small bag comes with me to work every day and my fingers, despite being so fast that their speed can no longer be measured in WPMs, have quite a task ahead of them.

This is something I've always wanted to do, and I think I might get a kick out of comparing the me I am now..to the me I was then. 

When it comes to genre, I've basically always been a spinner of sci-fi epics.  Sometimes it's hard (and disappointing) when you stray away from what you know and excel at. I found the following segment in some eight year old paperwork (that's a rather new pile); It demonstrates one of my crispier attemtps to think outside my category and try something exciting and new. Actually, I enjoyed the hell out myself writing this and someday I do plan to finish it.

It's the beginning of an erotic comedy called, "Levya in the Land of Nymph".  I won't give too much away, but there is much talk of nipples and reptilian fellatio is not an impossiblity.  Here's a teaser paragraph from chapter one...

'A little while back, I started having these really twisted (though strangely arousing) dreams about a princess in this mystic land called NYMPHA..At first, I'd just wake up in the morning satisfied as Hell and thought nothing of it, and people'd be telling me all day long, "Geeze, Levi, you're just glowing today...Are you using a new shampoo?  Wearing a new shade of lipstick?"

 How was I supposed to tell them I was getting buggered out of mind in my dreams every night by a shape-changing hunk who knows G-Spots on a woman that have yet to be discovered by 21st century medical science?

I thought they'd go away, but every night they just kept getting more intense...and this character named Phallon, this sorcerer knight, kept getting more and more ardent. So I've started writing my dreams down...'

3:20 PM - September 28, 2008 - post comment