N: back to basics
After the giddiness of last Saturday’s Autumn Conservation Festival, I started researching frogs and salamanders, to find out how best to add them into my storyline. And then it turns out that amphibians are not social, and they eat each other, and some of them eat their own eggs and/or young. None of that fits with anything I want to write fiction about.
Yesterday I deleted 1000 words about frogs and salamanders. Now I’m just under 8700 words.
So I went back to my human protagonist, and got stuck there as well. Everything I wrote about her, or in her voice, was clearly me talking about issues I’m going through right now. And I don’t want to write fiction about any of that!
I couldn’t figure out how to go forward; I stayed away from the book for several days.
This evening I talked to Spouse about my frustration. He said, for him, the parts of the story dealing with the humans and the laboratory were just “drudgery” standing between him and what he really wanted to read about, which was the life of the bacteria themselves.
And that’s when I realized that all the stuff I was really excited about writing was about the bacteria. About being bacteria. There is definitely a story inside me about “Bob the bacterium” or some other bacteria, and it wants to come out. I don’t know what story it is. I’ll have to write it to find out.
I think I’m back on track.