I’m not saying I’ve fallen out of love with my WIP, but the relationship has changed. Things are not all butterflies and rainbows anymore. I no longer hear birds singing outside my window as I maniacally type away on my laptop. Unfortunately, all the little things that I could overlook early on in the relationship have now become thorns in my side.
When I started my WIP, I knew exactly what I was doing and where I was going. There would be some tough scenes, but they were so far off in the distance I didn’t dwell on them. I had fun breathing life into my characters and hanging out with them. Sure there were conflicts and emotional struggles in the first half of my ms, but I enjoyed writing them! I didn’t feel threatened or intimidated by them, because I had this strange thing called confidence. Notice the word HAD.
I was sweating this particular scene before I even started writing it. It involves the death of my main character’s sister. This is the one scene that had to be done right. I had to get the emotions right, the character interactions, the sequence of events—it all had to be perfect.
I spent all last week working on this scene. And it was hell. My confidence took a nose-dive before I even started writing, which of course lead to a massive bout of writers block, which then lead to crappy writing. Not to mention, when you’re writing something dark and depressing, it affects your mood. I didn’t find myself breaking down in the middle of writing or anything like that, but I did feel physically drained afterwards. Kind of like that feeling you get after a bad argument with your significant other. This scene literally sucked the life out of me.
Thankfully, the scene is over. Even though I’ve tried to make some edits to it already, it’s still VERY rough. This is one scene that’s going to need to simmer for a while before I can go back to it and make it sparkle. Distance makes the heart grow fonder :o)
Just like any rough patch in a relationship, if the love is there, you can get through it. I know there will be more tough times to come, but I’m also confidant love will conquer all, and what doesn’t kill me will make me a better writer (enough cliches for ya?). At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I’m curious, what scenes do you find difficult to write, and how do you get through them?