It’s no secret that I’ve been struggling with The Dying Shrine recently. (Just 1,442 words since the last post and 3,703 words for the entire month.) I’m stuck at the transition point between Act 1 and Act 2, and it’s those icky moments of change that have been stalling me.
The problem is that I really have no idea what the middle of the story should cover other than characters 1) running for their lives, 2) bonding with each other, and 3) getting ready for Act 3. I’m at the point in the story where I’ve already written so much that I can feel my options narrow under the weight of the 33,190 words that have come before. It’s a weird and unsettling feeling, especially since I continue to make things up as I write. Writing without an outline is scary.
But then again, when I looked back at my posts earlier this year, I realized I started this book with nothing other than a handful of scene ideas and laughably broad character sketches. I’m much better off now with character, world, and plot foundations already laid. I’ve done a pretty good job of making things up as I go along; perhaps it’s time I trust the skills I have and words I’ve written and just go for it.
A mess is at least more interesting than a blank page, right?