Oh no you didn’t!

I have this sneaking, sinking, horrible feeling that I’ve started writing a novel. I had absolutely no intention of doing so, but the thought has been turning over in my mind for a few days now.

And it’s not Delaney… she is going to kill me.

I’m not sure. I always planned for this second block of stories to be tied together by location, and they are. Same city, same created world, people who are connected in different ways (wife for the first story, husband for the second). And yet here I am, a few hundred words into the second chapter story of the book block, feeling strangely like I am writing a novel. Strangely like I could just keep writing a chapter a week and eventually, I’d get to the end and everything would tie in together. I have my next story shaping up, with a third character in mind, but it still ties into the same storyline.

I’d love to tell myself that I am not writing a novel, but for some reason, I can’t shake the feeling that I am.

And I have no idea how that happened.

Short stories damn-it, that’s what I was writing. Trying to write. What is with this novel business?

I’m not really sure what to do about it, other than keep writing. I’m committed to this block, and I have a feeling that the words are going to keep coming easily which is exactly what I need right now. I’m just…I guess I’m a little disappointed/surprised by myself and my brain. I don’t know what it’s thinking right now. Novels? Right before I’m due to have a baby? Novels about zombies, and city-states, torture, escape and the cost of choices. Of babies conceived when it shouldn’t have been a possibility. Of unknown outcomes and really, I have no idea where this is all going. None.

Ah well. Like other things in life right now I am conceding. I’ve thrown my hands up in defeat. This is what I’m writing for the next few weeks anyways, and if it turns into a novel then so be it.

I’m writing flash fiction for the third block. Whatever happens in the weeks between now and then.


12 thoughts on “Oh no you didn’t!”

  1. You have got to love/hate the fickled muse. Your muse must be a sister to mine, or at least a distant cousin. It seems my plans are always altered by her desires. I had hoped this workshop would help me control her chaos, but it has been a real struggle and she fights hard!

    1. hehe, they do have a mind of their own šŸ˜‰ I’ve been avoiding longer works since I got pregnant, knowing that I just wouldn’t have the time to commit. I guess perhaps I have avoided it for too long tho, cause my brain is singing to me.

  2. I’d like to take this chance to shake hands with your muse for finally getting you back into novels (and slip her some chocolate – or reward of her choice – for the emphasis on finally). I was starting to think I’d lost you to short stories forever. I will say though, when Delaney hears about this, you are going to be haunted by one annoyed character.

    1. I will always write short stories, and I always said I would get back to novels eventually – just, not until next year. Well, that was the plan…. stupid brain.

  3. All I can say is go with it. No matter what it looks like, the muse is the muse. I have a perfectly lovely single novel that over the last week has been gripping my hand, saying, “You are going to turn this into a series…” and while I’d rather NOT, if nothing else, I’ve learned it’s not always about what I know or assume… šŸ™‚

  4. I’m totally with you on this one! I keep starting things that, by page ten, I realize are part of something much bigger than I’d anticipated. I agree with all the other folks, though–go with it! Because your premise sounds frigging wicked, and I would love to read that book.

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