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Jun. 21st, 2011 09:44 amI finished reworking Trace yesterday. My feelings, they are complicated.
I have been working, for a while, on coming to terms with the fact that this story will never be As Good As. It's based in a fanfic, and that causes some problems. Prison is a ridiculously restrictive setting for a novel. Plus I'm still learning some basic techniques and styles -- I've been writing for fifteen years but I've had a serious crutch for most of that time. While I've written multiple works over the 50k word count, this is, really, only my third or fourth book. I am very much learning as I go. Steep curve.
Over the last few days, though, especially as I've started to vocalise what I see in my studies on magical realism, my attitude has shifted away from "as good as" and more towards the idea that the book Is As Is. The standards have changed, which is a little like having the rug pulled out from under me -- well, okay, honestly, it's like having a flying carpet pulled out from under me, but it's a net gain.
It's not that within this genre standards are lower, but the expectations are different, and the book fits them better than it fits regular literary fictional standards. Trace falls into a lot of the tropes I talked about and, within the new definition, it is a strong book. Stronger for the feedback I took with me and worked into it, but strong enough now to withstand major criticism in the second round, even though not all of the original flaws were fixed. At this point they are not flaws so much as they are imperfect attempts.
I'm not a perfectionist, not in the difficult, obsessive way some people are. I'm not naturally born to it. But my work ethic and my sense of artistic perfectionism are pretty rooted, at this point. So while I don't struggle to actually reach Perfect, I do my best to get as close as I can. I might regret the gap between where I am and where I could be in an ideal world, but that's just regret, not despair. There will always be another book to write, so the failure is impermanent.
Trace will never be an easy book for readers, not because it's high concept or overly complicated but because it's not based in the template of mainstream literature, and it's not going to hit the expectations people (quite rightly) usually have. I'm okay with that -- more okay than I have been, anyway. Call it a labour of love, I suppose.
At any rate it's been educational, and that counts significantly.
So! Picture me clapping my hands together and rubbing them here. I'm going to do one more pass through for glaring errors and then Trace draft two is going up probably starting tomorrow: free to the public and with commentary encouraged. Didn't quite hit the Solstice as a kickoff date, but it's close enough for jazz.
I have been working, for a while, on coming to terms with the fact that this story will never be As Good As. It's based in a fanfic, and that causes some problems. Prison is a ridiculously restrictive setting for a novel. Plus I'm still learning some basic techniques and styles -- I've been writing for fifteen years but I've had a serious crutch for most of that time. While I've written multiple works over the 50k word count, this is, really, only my third or fourth book. I am very much learning as I go. Steep curve.
Over the last few days, though, especially as I've started to vocalise what I see in my studies on magical realism, my attitude has shifted away from "as good as" and more towards the idea that the book Is As Is. The standards have changed, which is a little like having the rug pulled out from under me -- well, okay, honestly, it's like having a flying carpet pulled out from under me, but it's a net gain.
It's not that within this genre standards are lower, but the expectations are different, and the book fits them better than it fits regular literary fictional standards. Trace falls into a lot of the tropes I talked about and, within the new definition, it is a strong book. Stronger for the feedback I took with me and worked into it, but strong enough now to withstand major criticism in the second round, even though not all of the original flaws were fixed. At this point they are not flaws so much as they are imperfect attempts.
I'm not a perfectionist, not in the difficult, obsessive way some people are. I'm not naturally born to it. But my work ethic and my sense of artistic perfectionism are pretty rooted, at this point. So while I don't struggle to actually reach Perfect, I do my best to get as close as I can. I might regret the gap between where I am and where I could be in an ideal world, but that's just regret, not despair. There will always be another book to write, so the failure is impermanent.
Trace will never be an easy book for readers, not because it's high concept or overly complicated but because it's not based in the template of mainstream literature, and it's not going to hit the expectations people (quite rightly) usually have. I'm okay with that -- more okay than I have been, anyway. Call it a labour of love, I suppose.
At any rate it's been educational, and that counts significantly.
So! Picture me clapping my hands together and rubbing them here. I'm going to do one more pass through for glaring errors and then Trace draft two is going up probably starting tomorrow: free to the public and with commentary encouraged. Didn't quite hit the Solstice as a kickoff date, but it's close enough for jazz.