This is me getting serious
I produced about 12,000 words of creative writing this year. That’s actually a pretty good year for me. And, of course, if you add in all the blogging, posting to Twitter, Facebook, G+ and forums as well as all the writing I do for work, the word count would be impressive. It takes a lot of effort to keep you all entertained. But as important (and fun) as all that other writing is, it doesn’t matter if I’m not also producing fiction. It just doesn’t.
So I suppose the time has come for me to get serious. And that means the setting of a goal and the public stating of that goal. It’s a modest goal, but if I reach it, I’ll have increased my fiction output considerably.
Here it is:
4,000 words of fiction
8 story ideas (no matter how silly or half-baked)
I’m making it retroactive to the start of December. My current total is:
1,125 1,034* words of fiction and 7 story ideas. I have some ground to make up and I may weasel out of it because the zeal didn’t really start until half-way through, but I also have time off next week so, we’ll see (to be fair, I’ve also been doing a lot of revising this month, but I’m not going to count that. It has to be new words set down on the page).
In order to reach this goal, I’m going to need to write for at least 2 hours a week. Probably more like 3. Again, small potatoes compared to most writers, but it’ll be a stretch for me. And I went ahead and set a story ideas goal because I keep finding myself not writing down story ideas because I always think: I already have so many projects I’m not working on, why bother? That’s stupid, of course. That’s a surefire way to get stuck in “not working on the same two or three stories forever” mode.
So that’s the plan. As of now, the focus will be on short fiction (some speculative; some literary fiction; some Mormon-related; some not; plus some humor), but there may also be a novella happening. Wish me luck!**
* I counted wrong. It was actually 1,034.
** of course, it’s not about luck. It’s about discipline. But it’s kind of weird to wish people discipline. Unless, well, you know… but let’s not go there.