Although my health issues have yet to be resolved, I am back to make progress on the story, be it slow.
The current chapter is a pleasant moment in the story that brings a change in how the man character copes. But, hardship and turmoil is coming. The main character will be faced with persisting despite adversity, just like I am.
She had done it. She had moved Baby to a new hiding place, a place where he could stay hidden, stay secret, stay safe.
I was making progress on my story this month until a health issue cropped up. Now I’m broken. Until I get this resolved, I fear I won’t be very productive. I have pain and brain fog. Thinking is difficult.
I’ve noticed an interesting phenomenon, which I was aware of before, but had never really thought about. There is a sense of tunnel vision that enveloped me. I feel like the world has narrowed into a small space of suffering with the outside world dimmed away.
I hope to be through this soon so I can get back to work. The last word I added the story before this happened was “soap.”
The times being what they are with darkness descending, I’m struggling. My reading has moved towards cozy and light, or to rereads of things I found comforting. However, my writing has moved deeper into dystopia as I have to keep making things worse for my main character just to keep up with how bad things are in the real world.
An old adage says something to the effect: “Act One: Get the character up a tree. Act Two: Throw rocks at the character. Act Three: Get the character down.
I’m editing the first half of the story to add and improve foreshadowing and ensure the foreshadows are connected to what happens later. But more importantly, I’m make the rocks bigger and throwing them harder. My original description of the story world began to feel benign because if how dark the real world has become.
Current events have taken a toll on me, but also given me ideas for how to make the dystopian society in my current project more dystopian. I didn’t want that, but I will take advantage of it.
I’ve been weeding through my collection of notes and making edits. The story is better for it, but I admit writing dark scenes when I already feel darkness surrounding me, makes the darkness worse.
I’m at the halfway point where the direction of the story changes and the protagonist goes from passive to active. I’m hoping that brings light. I need more light.
Meanwhile, for the fun of it, I made a camera orbit animation (the camera rotates around the subject) of Hope and the dragon she calls Baby. (This is not AI. It is a 3D computer generated image known as CGI. I’ve been playing with CGI for 30 years.) The animation needs improvement, but I have other work to do.
The Christmas story gave me a new theme. I am enthusiastically adding it to the story. Also, the image helped me better visualize my characters and setting. While I paused, ideas kept pouring out. I collected them. Now I’m deciding what to use and how to use them.
I’m back to writing, and I think the story is getting better and better.
With the events happening in the nation, and the fact that writing is hard, I have taken a pause to recharge. My mind minions are still flooding me with ideas, and those notes are piling up, but for a break, I’m making images of my main characters. This has been relaxing and is sharpening my mental image of the characters. I will return to the story soon. Those ideas my mind minions have shared with me are desperate to be included in the story.
His head drooped. His wings sagged. The Christmas Dragon’s iridescent red and green and silver and gold faded as grief enveloped him. People had chosen hate and fear, oppression and ignorance, and darkness so deep, there may be no escape.
Nevertheless, scattered throughout the darkness were islands of light where people resisted, where people strived to keep the spark of civilization alive, where people prepared for the day when they restored civilization.
The darkness wouldn’t discourage the Christmas Dragon. For the islands of light, he would do as he has always done: spread a message of joy, love, and hope.
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Audio Version of Islands of Light
I have a tradition of writing a 100-word Christmas story for the Advent Ghosts Flash Fiction Challenge run by Loren Eaton of the I Saw Lightning Fall blog.
As the name implies, the Midpoint marks the halfway point of the story and is its most significant beat. This is when the protagonist moves from being reactive to being proactive and thus is the moment that decides the ultimate fate of the story.
In my current project, Hope encounters a moment of truth at the midpoint when she has to stop passively caring for the dragon and begin being more bold with his nurturing, has to stop simply surviving and begin actively improving her life, has to stop living day-by-day and begin living for the future. This is a significant emotional moment for Hope that changes her as a person and sets her on the path to her, and the dragons, future.
Moreover, as a part of my continuous learning efforts, I learned about research into how brain changes induced by adversity can lead a person to prioritizing immediate relief over planning for a future they don’t think will be any different than the present. I realized this is why things happen that cause Hope to say, “I should have planned for this.” These events would obviously happen, but she had ignored them. Her dislike, and even fear, of change is tied to this behavior as well. The midpoint of the story is a challenge to Hope’s tendency to only think about surviving the present and not to prepare for the future. The midpoint sends Hope and the story down a new path.
Years ago, circumstances and opportunities led me to begin writing fiction. Then, I learned my technical writing skills did not transfer to writing fiction. Thus began my journey to build my fiction writing skills.
I read every book I could borrow or acquire and followed a multitude of websites and podcasts about writing fiction. I practiced by writing hundreds of thousands of words. Even as I learned and improved, I was not achieving what I felt I needed to achieve.
Gradually, my understanding and implementation of story structure improved, which boosted my confidence. The magic came when character change arcs clicked for me. That was a life changing moment. Everything I’ve written since has been driven by character change arcs.
There are several types of archetypal character arcs each of which mirrors the experiences of the various stages of a human life. The most famous archetype is the Hero’s Journey Arc. I discovered most of my stories follow the Maiden Arc, which are coming-of-age stories that touch my heart and soul.
My stories aren’t made of words and sentences. They’re made of heart and soul.