#WritingJournal
Dear Muse,
The best thing I am at, when it comes to writing, is the power of description.
I am the opposite of a photographic memory, my mind is in a siv.. And I find it hard and laborious to write a solid, awesome, orgasmically clever metaphor.. But if I have you muse, then I would produce a miracle of annoying lies which you cannot possibly debunk. Nor would you grasp the point at least.
I feel powerful in that. I would say it is my writing weapon. But it happens rarely. I Stopped trying hard to write, or often enough of many late years..
However, my book will be a revolution of ideas and the structures that hold them. I will attempt to bend and break any kind of constriction, specially in writing structure and techniques as I see fit. And I dream of a time which will come soon when I could write, or anyone for that matter could write, and think in such a way, which is obvious truth to be told in a natural way of life.
Has my writing realm been rendered to a maze of vague at best and obscure at worse dead ends?.. Purposeless, functionless. Shameful and ashamed.. The artistic gems in my possession were there, but somewhere, and only a prince on a stallion could unchain the overgrown thorns with a mighty sword and return it to me.
I assume this is a writer’s block. However, it is of a different nature. First of all, it is not of a structural dimension. The ideas are ready and the sentences are marching forward, instead of gliding over and under into the infinite. A possible suspect in the case of my writing block may well be love. I must have come to the conclusion that in order for writing to happen and keep happening, I have to have a muse. This would make sense since the last time I produced writing that I was proud of was ten years ago, and at that time, I had a muse, constant muses. Creativity was spilling over to music chambers and art studios in my mind.
However, I diagnose my problem as a different type of writer block. A different dimension concerning emotions and belief systems. My rash and irresponsible subconsciousness got lucky, I believe. The search for the muse led me to open up and try to be both sender and receiver with the people that came my way. I think I would prefer a lifetime of hope in this life time’s evolution, to speak bluntly.
It should be impossible for the reader to choose sides. It should tear them apart, and force them to fall in love with all the characters. Unlike the Twilight weak triangle, where it was obvious that Jacob was a loser. I need to protect my characters and they should not annoy the readers. Every character must be vital. No disposables. Bare in mind the Archangel. He should not be disposed, not easily at least.
- The reader might rule for Lillith, meaning they would wish for Eve to die. And I should make that decision almost impossible to make. I have to make the reader fall in love with Eve and not want her to cease.
- I want them to have strong faith in the love affair between Adam and Eve and make them want the heroes to stay together and win. This is the center of the novel. Iconizing Adam&Eve to take the place of Romeo&Juliet. Fixing Edward and Bella and immortalize them.
- They might rule for Lucifer, and this will mean Edward/Adam will die. Impossible.
I want my heros to have their own personal hold and effect. They should talk for themselves. I am not sure, but maybe what I am trying to do is new and untested. They will all have their say, when the moment is right and needs their personal experience. Otherwise, it will be in the 3rd person. The narration will be done this way, and when important scenes come, I will give the stage for them.
Q: What conflict takes place when a character struggles against an outside force?
Dan Winter and another source I forgot, from these couple of days, leads me to think about this question in a different manner:
If The Fall means separation from the highestself, and becoming aware of the idea of separation:
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- not being able to be omniscient (telepathic) connected to a hive system, internet,
- omnipotent (freedom to move within the bigger picture universe),
- or omnipresent (the veil of forgetfulness).
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Then, the answer to the question is: ironic conflict, battling with your ownself, or god in other words.
The conflict is in assimilation.
And so, the question that begs itself;
What is my struggle with this “outside force”?
Easy.
I struggle with it not being the way I want it to be, supposed to be.
And my (weapon) is the id
Don’t think of things as separate entities. When you zoom out (turn anti clockwise?) you start seeing a myriad of topics (exploring and experiencing) what the Idea wants.
It relates to dimensions too but first this:
“In a coral, every polyp is part of a whole being but each one is experiencing reality individually” — Spirit Science. “Coral is a very beautiful and unusual animal. Each coral head consists of thousand of individual polyps. These polyps are continually budding and branching into genetically identical neighbors. If we imagine this to be a hyper-intelligent coral, we can single out an individual and ask him a reasonable question. We can ask how exactly he got to be in this particular location compared to his neighbors — if it was just chance, or destiny, or what? (…) This polyp would (…) tell us that his neighbors were quite clearly identical copies of him. That he was in all these other locations as well, but experiencing them as separate individuals. For a coral, branching into different copies is the most natural thing in the world.”
“Unlike us, a hyper-intelligent coral would be uniquely prepared to understand quantum mechanics. The mathematics of quantum mechanics very accurately describes how our universe works. And it tells us our reality is continually branching into different possibilities, just like a coral.” — From TedTalk Garrett Lisi: An 8-dimensional model of the universe.
“Without quantum mechanics we’d be back in the 19th century, steam engines and the time travel dream.”
