Originally posted on my writing blog which was active from 2010 to 2018.
Okay, this is not good.
After a couple of weeks of brainstorming, I started writing on my new project, tentatively code-named “Curses.” I’ve written perhaps 4,000 words, starting not at the beginning, but at the first sort of exciting milestone. I did this because I wasn’t really “feeling” it so I thought I would start at a “high point.”
I hate it. It’s not exciting. It’s not even interesting. The characters are dumb. The plot is moronic. It’s flat, lifeless, and dead.
This is the part where you’re supposed to say, “So what? Write it anyway! Real writers finish things no matter what.”
I’ll admit I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to be inspired-or at least mildly interested-when you start the writing. It’s only after 20k words or so that you run into that first brick wall of your own ineptitude.
I had this exact same problem with Tel, now that I think about it. I started twice before I got to a story that I liked.