Usually when I write something it is because I want to do it, sometimes I write stories specifically for competitions, or with a particular issue, but always because I feel like. Sometimes they work out and sometimes not so much, sometimes I get to send them and sometimes not, but I always start writing with enthusiasm.
However, as has happened to me twice since I have no desire to write, and compromise.
The first time was last year, a friend was looking forward to a project and I wanted to help. At first doubted him was long, then saw that the people I had not participated, back off, I did not leave him hanging as well and I decided to write something. It took a lot of that story is out of what I do normally, by gender, by extension, and I wrote more for not disappoint you because I really wanted. The final result I liked, my friend not so much (what can we do! I did what I could), I did not get excited with that story but it was bad experience.
And this year has driven me to pass and for the same reason: not leave people hanging.
I signed
the project (Per) versions last year for his third anthology. I did not think that the issue was (Per) version a classic getting a monster. The opportunity to do something with "The Three Musketeers", a book I love, I do not he could lose. If it had not been available the book might not have participated, I began writing the story even before it closed the call, I even write a second story, which was later published in the anthology: Classics and zombies.
For the fourth anthology of (Per) versions instead I signed up for pointing, I had no thought of as an issue happened to the previous anthology, was a long time so I decided that I would think later. I got into other projects, did not think anything. The truth is that no item caught my attention, I wanted to write.
I thought not to participate, but I went through the forum and saw that many people were leaving the project. It gave me something and I thought I still had time to do something. There had to be very long, I had time, I could try, to do something to meet ... I had no issue and then one day, talking to Erein, I suggested one.
I took this issue without having any idea what was the theme I was indifferent, just wanted to take my story off. I signed with him and began to investigate. I found lots of information. I had an idea. The information I outlined and I kept looking. Slowed the time for me to write because the truth is that I did not want.
And one day I started writing. And suddenly everything changed. The data, lots of data, adapted to the story without any problems, the characters were historical, but in my head looked like mine. I wrote the first draft of a stretch, without stopping. I could not stop as it was so deep in history. In each letter he wrote the motivation level increased, so amazing. Then came the rewrites, four have done, until you've been terminated, trying to fit data better, polishing the prose. Desiring to show more, but I went in 1200 words maximum. Rarely have I finished a story feeling so satisfied with what I've done. I do not know if it will be good or bad, that my editors tell me what in reality is not important. I feel I've written a good story, I have no doubts, I feel satisfied, full, as very rarely happens to me to finish something. And I'm sorry to leave, I would keep writing, it is currently not stop thinking about details that could enlarge on characters who barely worth mentioning that develop. I usually spend it when I write, everything is usually measured, closed, complete, I say what I mean and I forget that history to move to another, this has not happened, I'm stuck in history, turning, with a huge hit and very motivated.
and did not want to start writing, if things come when you least expect it.
I've fallen from a boat. : D
Gustave Doré: I Looked upon is rotting the
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