Monday, August 16, 2010

Mid-Book Depression

I am so not finishing this novel on time.

I didn’t do word count this last week, because I got MARRIED and was in CA on my honeymoon until Friday. So I’m already behind. I was hoping the time away from the book would heighten my zeal to work on it, but, unfortunately, it hasn’t. I’m struggling to write anything, and, for the moment, I just don’t care.

How lame would it be if I didn’t finish? Very. Pathetically lame. So not finishing isn’t the answer. But how long can a rut last? I’m past the half-way mark! So why am I struggling?

I think a lot of people get mid-book depression. I’ve gotten it before. It’s almost a natural phase of completing a novel. But this one is lasting for a while, and I’m not 100% sure why. Maybe I need a big magic system. I’ve decided magic systems are win.

Right now, I just don’t feel good about this book. There are a few scenes I think would be fun to write, maybe. But when 500 words a day suddenly seems like way too much, you know you’ve got problems.

I can’t quit! But at the same time, I have nearly zero motivation to keep going. :(

Excerpt of the day:
Singe didn’t take special precautions for god-worshippers. He ploughed through them to the gates atop Soldier, letting them move themselves. They cried out as they were nearly trampled. Even Esrov—the all-caring boy who couldn’t face the reality of the world—didn’t flinch when they scattered.
The Raimos, chapter 26


  1. Write your book and stop whining.
    And send me Chapter 3, because I want to know what happens.
    See? That's a good sign. ;)

  2. Also, if it makes you feel any better, after writing my most recent blog post, I completely hate everything about Paradise Seekers and am ashamed I sent it to a few agents. So, we can form a club (don't tell anybody the password).