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To Make Another List
Jan. 12th, 2011 11:32 pmI have a veritable zoo already living inside my head... a zoo full of plot bunnies - they range from small, cute and fluffy, to those that are definitely not any of those things... and usually have great big fangs ready to sink into the depth of my very soul. Such, I have come to appreciate, is my lot. I need to sit down sooner or later and make a list of all these ideas, and keep them in a file.
Recently, a friend of mine and I decided that we would begin to do an little exercise where we would both write for a set amount of time per day to a prompt, gathered randomly from books or the internet or wherever the fancy took us.
The time was 15 minutes each day, and so today I decided to just let rip with a free write... and ended up with another cage full of plot bunnies for my sins. I am unashamedly a science fiction writer - with a smattering of fantasy thrown in for good measure. Sometimes keep both pure and sometimes blend the two. What I ended up with in this instance I think will be a blending, but my question is, when will I get the time to develop what I have? How does one keep the plot bunnies alive until it is their time to escape out into the world?
Anyway, as I look at what I've written, I think I will probably edit the original quote to death, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, because it just feels like it doesn't fit with the rest of the idea it spawned. I don't know if anyone else ever has that problem, but I often do.
Rebecca finds herself sitting, immobile at a kitchen table while a strange man prepares dinner for her. She's not happy, seems like she's been kidnapped by said individual, who claims to 'love dead people' and then asserts that she's dead. What came from there, as I was walking to Sainsbury's to get myself some gummy bears (which I usually need for when I'm writing some particular kinds of fiction), blossomed into nothing like its inception.
Showers, and walks to the local supermarket are usually transformational for the poor bunnies... like some kind of insidious retrovirus - but that quite another story.
Recently, a friend of mine and I decided that we would begin to do an little exercise where we would both write for a set amount of time per day to a prompt, gathered randomly from books or the internet or wherever the fancy took us.
The time was 15 minutes each day, and so today I decided to just let rip with a free write... and ended up with another cage full of plot bunnies for my sins. I am unashamedly a science fiction writer - with a smattering of fantasy thrown in for good measure. Sometimes keep both pure and sometimes blend the two. What I ended up with in this instance I think will be a blending, but my question is, when will I get the time to develop what I have? How does one keep the plot bunnies alive until it is their time to escape out into the world?
Anyway, as I look at what I've written, I think I will probably edit the original quote to death, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, because it just feels like it doesn't fit with the rest of the idea it spawned. I don't know if anyone else ever has that problem, but I often do.
Rebecca finds herself sitting, immobile at a kitchen table while a strange man prepares dinner for her. She's not happy, seems like she's been kidnapped by said individual, who claims to 'love dead people' and then asserts that she's dead. What came from there, as I was walking to Sainsbury's to get myself some gummy bears (which I usually need for when I'm writing some particular kinds of fiction), blossomed into nothing like its inception.
Showers, and walks to the local supermarket are usually transformational for the poor bunnies... like some kind of insidious retrovirus - but that quite another story.
