I've had quite a productive day today in Dissertation-land. I can tell by the fact that I have the beginnings of that sharp pain in the back of my head which tells me I've been staring at my computer screen for too long.
I think the pain is worth it though. I've been feeling horribly unproductive this week, only managing a few hundreds words a day, if that. I'm still not connecting with my story as much as I'd like, though it is getting better. I've still yet to figure out exactly why this is, although I have a few ideas.
The action is starting to move along a little bit now and I think this is helping some. After writing the first draft of a novel last year where my main character spends most of her time shooting people and blowing stuff up, it was a little tricky to go to Hide and See's main lady, Rhonda, who thus far hasn't done much besides working in an office and having a natter with Joel, the main guy.
Obviously this is my fault, not Rhonda's, so I can't blame her. The adventure stuff is coming round the corner though and while it's not very good for poor old Rhonda, it will hopefully help from the writing point of view.
I can't help but compare Rhonda to other main character in other novel (called Renarde) even though the books are very different. Renarde is brave, daring, sharp, skilled... but very emotionally damaged. Rhonda must grow into her courage throughout the course of Hide and See and while at the moment I wouldn't go so far as to call her a wimp (she definitely isn't), I do sometimes wish she were a little stronger.
Again, I'm talking about it as if it's all her fault. It's not like I bloody created her or anything. It's not like she is, in fact, nothing more than a product of my very weird imagination. I'm one of those crazy writers, you see, the ones who find their characters running away on their own, rather than those sane authors who manage to remain attached to reality and are fully aware at all times that their characters are not actually real.
It would probably be better for my sanity if I could inhabit this second group. Alas, my leading ladies are all too real and tend to go off on one before my fingers are really aware of what they've typed.
Anyway, back to the point (yes there is one lurking in here somewhere). Today, I managed to finish the first complete draft of my dissertation. This needs a WOOHOO! and an OH NO! My problem has revealed itself in one of the above convoluted paragraphs (Gold Star to anyone who can find it).
The answer: I am only just getting to what I call 'the beginning of the exciting bit'. So this raises two issues:
1) Does this therefore make what I've written so far (i.e. two assignments and my dissertation) boring?
2) Will I have sufficient motivation to carry the story on?
I don't know the answer to either question. Maybe I should buy a magic-eight ball.