I have no time anymore to write fiction. I need to devote much more time to my studies than I currently am devoting, much more than I want to.
And yet, not only am I anxiously awaiting the annual re-booting of the NaNoWriMo site (which has the hiccups apparently, as it’s been half-way to re-boot for almost a whole week now) I already have two more novels in planning.
I got distracted from my reading today because I came up with an additional scene for one of those novels in planning, and ended up spending quite a while working on figuring out its story structure and then going over the other novel in planning, adding a few details, and trying to figure out how the story ends.
The NaNo novel for this year is a somewhat comedic sci-fi novel with a strong influence from mech-based anime.
Then there’s the next one, which is an intense (hopefully) view of the complicated relationships between four people whose love lives interlock in an unusual way.
And then there’s the new one, inspired by one of the books I read for class this semester. It’s going to be a courtroom drama, so the fact that I don’t know how the story ends (that is, the outcome of the case) is somewhat of a problem. It’s not even that I don’t know how the trial ends up, it’s that I don’t even know which party is actually guilty.
The craziest part of all of this is that all three of them–even the sci-fi one–is in one way or another tied to the Trojan War. (I wonder if I’m the first one to want to write a Bronze Age courtroom drama? Eh, probably not.)