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What Should I Write?

I am ready for a big writing project. I made more money than ever last year, and I did it freelancing, so I feel ready to tackle that ambition that’s always hanging out there. I want to write a book and a movie and short stories and TV shows and essays and long magazine features. I’m ready for a big project — I’ve even started a few.

But, what exactly that project is going to be is unclear to me right now.

A friend asked me to work with him on a script about John Brown, which is fascinating, not because I’m particularly helpful, but because he’s a script reader and knows stuff about structure and formatting — stuff I never consciously think about — and it’s a cool topic.

I have a pretty fleshed out idea for a non-fiction book that I really ought to put a proposal together for. It’s about sports and money and stuff and I know it would be good and I know I could do it well and I think I could get a publisher too. 

I also finally wrote the first chapter of the novel I’ve been thinking about, but I’m already not sure I like it. Not because it’s bad, more because I don’t know if I want to write a book where any character is a runner.

Because, here’s the thing: Do you write about characters that sound and look like you? Do you write ‘what you know?’ Or, do you write something totally different?

And, don’t tell me to “do what I’d do if no one was watching” or “if money isn’t an issue” or “what I love.” That shit is idiotic because it’s 1. inane - as if you actually think I’m going to say, “oh my god, I hadn’t thought about doing what I love, you just opened my eyes and set me free,” 2. fucking amateur hour - like using the word “passion” to describe how you feel about travel, when in fact no one feels strongly about the act of sitting in cars and trains and planes - which cheapens the entire discussion and 3. beside the point - if I wanted to write in a diary, I would just blog. 

I am not interested in this new age pop psychology middle American bullshit. I am no more interesting in writing something no one wants to read than I am in walking an Ironman just to finish. It’s not that it couldn’t happen somewhere in the middle, but I’d like to start out with a slightly more optimistic goal. I’d like to know where what I want to do, what I’m good at, and what people will pay me for intersect. 

But, I don’t know and no one will tell me. No one will say oh, yeah, you suck at that.

Here are my observations: I’m good at writing very quickly. If I think too much, I overthink and get bogged down in the whole thing. I love science fiction, but it’s challenging to do something different and new and well-thought-out. Writing about sports is hard, because it’s too easy to fall into cliches, even if you really know what you’re talking about and really want to write about sports. Writing about being 20-something is hard, because too many people think they know what that’s like, even if you are 20-something and they’re wrong.

So, I want to write a book about 20-somethings dealing with all that life shit and trying to make it in sports and struggling, but that just doesn’t seem like my strong suit. I don’t think it comes together — too much pathos, not enough humor. Which means I pretty much should write sci-fi short stories? Or a young adult fantasy novel?

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Since I’m on a quasi-feminist kick anyway.

phoenixsleeps:

emchughes:

(Sinfest)

Since I’m on a quasi-feminist kick anyway.

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Rule out the impossible. Whatever is left, however improbable, must be true.

—Lessons from Sherlock Holmes

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There is nothing particularly amazing about this book, but I am telling you right now if it doesn’t get picked up to be a movie than I would be a better studio head than the studio heads.
Bond Girl, the thinly-fictionalized account of a young girl’s life on Wall Street, was written by a former woman trader and is salacious in it’s details of life on the street. It’s all very Devil Wear’s Prada, but with more excess and more money and more swearing and drinking and bad behavior.
It’s a quick, fun read, but it would be a better movie. And, it would be a popular movie.
And, I know how I would adapt it to the screen. So, I might just go ahead and write that script.

There is nothing particularly amazing about this book, but I am telling you right now if it doesn’t get picked up to be a movie than I would be a better studio head than the studio heads.

Bond Girl, the thinly-fictionalized account of a young girl’s life on Wall Street, was written by a former woman trader and is salacious in it’s details of life on the street. It’s all very Devil Wear’s Prada, but with more excess and more money and more swearing and drinking and bad behavior.

It’s a quick, fun read, but it would be a better movie. And, it would be a popular movie.

And, I know how I would adapt it to the screen. So, I might just go ahead and write that script.

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I know, I know, this book is super trendy right now. And it is good. And, it sticks with you. But, man, everyone’s going on about how fantastical and imaginative and supernatural it all is. Except that it’s not.
Sure, it’s at an alligator park, but hello, those places actually exist. I’ve been to one. And sure, the sister thinks she sees ghosts and the main little girl thinks she has to travel to the underworld to save her sister, but it ends up all being (spoiler alert, etc.) NOT TRUE. Which means that it’s not supernatural at all; it’s just a sad, dark time time for a family.
And that really became the case when the little girl (spoiler alert, again) gets raped. Even though you’re not really sure that’s what’s happening, because it’s one of those passages that’s all “and then I looked at the leaves falling and they fell like blood” or whatever. At that point, for me, the book took such a sharp turn, I just felt pissed off. It’s like when a friend was talking to me about And Then We Came to the End: "it changed direction so fast I got whiplash."
Note to HBO (who bought the rights and plan to turn it into a sitcom?): It’s not a comedy.
Karen Russell seems cool though.
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I know, I know, this book is super trendy right now. And it is good. And, it sticks with you. But, man, everyone’s going on about how fantastical and imaginative and supernatural it all is. Except that it’s not.

Sure, it’s at an alligator park, but hello, those places actually exist. I’ve been to one. And sure, the sister thinks she sees ghosts and the main little girl thinks she has to travel to the underworld to save her sister, but it ends up all being (spoiler alert, etc.) NOT TRUE. Which means that it’s not supernatural at all; it’s just a sad, dark time time for a family.

And that really became the case when the little girl (spoiler alert, again) gets raped. Even though you’re not really sure that’s what’s happening, because it’s one of those passages that’s all “and then I looked at the leaves falling and they fell like blood” or whatever. At that point, for me, the book took such a sharp turn, I just felt pissed off. It’s like when a friend was talking to me about And Then We Came to the End: "it changed direction so fast I got whiplash."

Note to HBO (who bought the rights and plan to turn it into a sitcom?): It’s not a comedy.

Karen Russell seems cool though.

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