I fear that I have slipped into a part of my novel where I seem to be wandering through a bog of tedium; my writing seems flat and mundane, there aren’t enough events of sufficient interest (even modest events can be interesting) the characters are becoming lifeless… and if I am bored writing it my readers will have thrown it out of the window by now, resolving never to read anything by me again…
However, I know that really, this is just a stage I am going through in creating the novel… if it is uninspired, when I go back and edit it from the perspective of a complete story, I will be able to excise or change these parts, and sometimes in actual fact, they aren’t as boring as they seem as I am writing them. Sometimes I just have too many words and by paring it down, making the episodes leaner the part seems a to fit as snuggly as a jigsaw piece; sometimes by adding more detail and colour the flat landscape of a particular scene takes on contours and there are different feelings of movement through the narrative, some at a faster pace, some are more leisurely and with the scenes laid out like a landscape viewed from a ridge-way path.
What I have to do now is press on, not to become discouraged or fear I have so-called ‘writer’s block’; I’m sure that does exist but I know I have to just keep going. To revert to my previous metaphor, it is getting to a steep bit, walking through a mist, the backpack of previous story-lines is heavy, the views are non-existent, all I can see is the pebbly path of uninteresting nouns and verbs, dull adjectives and lack of adverbs. it’s not just that I can’t see the wood for the trees, at the moment I feel as if I can’t even see the trees!
I just need to work my way through it, even if I get a little lost and go round in repetitive circles, or miss my way completely and wander off into irrelevance, I will press on and get through this fog of tedium!