I Got Nothing: Thoughts of A Writer 13

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A writer who doesn't have an idea and is under a deadline.

Submitted: February 22, 2018

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OK.

What the hell is going on?

I mean seriously. Something is off.

Well no, my computer is on. But that is besides the point.

In all seriousness, there is something off. Off with me. The juice is empty. I have nothing.

CODE RED!!!! MAYDAY!!!!! BATTLE STATIONS!!! THIS IS IT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT IT IS NOT A DRILL !!!!

Maybe I am going overboard......

No Robert, your not going overboard. Your just in the water without a lifejacket and have forgotten that you can't swim.

My editor wanted some new stories last month. Three of them. Three new stories.

What is so hard about that?

Truthfully, nothing hard about that. Nothing at all. Except for........................

I HAVE NOTHING!!!!

Nothing is working. 

I have two that are started but I am at a loss when it comes to finishing them. 

The first one is more of a monologue in the film noir detective style. The detective is sitting at his desk looking outside his window on a rainy day talking about his current case.

Intriguing premise I know. But it's mine and you can't have it. Well....maybe we can share....maybe.

I wasn't sure about that so I went and wrote about 20 pages with some characters and a little history of the case in question. I liked it a lot and then I decided that it wasn't working so I tried it again. And again. And again.

My what nice shoes you have.

FOCUS!

The detective story is a hard one to write. A lot of writers tackle that genre with a startling efficency. You try to do something different, but in that genre different is a slippery slope. You don't wanna go to offbeat but you want to standout. 

So I put that one off to the side and start on another story.

I went to one of my go to methods for writing a story.

Listening to music.

Music tells some great stories. I'd put songwriters up in the same category as literary fiction authors. One of my favorites is Paul Simon. I went through my entire collection of his music, believing I could find something for inspiration.

That is a negative.

Ok. Let's try Bruce Springsteen.

(Few hours of listening. Mostly rocking out because, well...........he is THE BOSS!!)

Nothing today from Springsteen.

Well that is no good. So I go through radio stations up and down the internet dial until I come across a song that caught my ear.

"You Don't Know Me" by Mickey Gilley.

Gilley was a popular Country Music singer in the 1980's during the "Urban Cowboy" days. Pop Country at the finest. 

The song I chose was an old Ray Charles classic from the 1960's. The story it told was a very universal one. Boy meets girl, boy loves girl, girl loves someone else and boy wants to say something about his feelings for her but he doesn't cause all he wants is for her to be happy.

Mouthful of an explanation, but a great story to set in a literary fashion.

So thirty minutes in to writing this story I am fully invested in my scenario. Country song equals country setting.

Boy and girl grow up in small town. They are best friends throughout their childhood. Into their early adulthood years a new guy moves into town. New guy is rich and handsome. Suave to the highest power. Girl falls for him. Boy wants to give girl the world but isn't sure about leaving the small town. Tradition sticks. So he lets the girl go with all of this time knowing that even though he watches her walk away to a live that she thinks she will be happy in, she will never know the real him. What his dreams are and what he thought of their possible future together.

Rather simplistic but I promise the story is compelling.

So I get to about thirty pages in. I stop while I am ahead. I do not want to continue cause I could mess up the story. The next morning I get up and fire up the computer. Reading the work from the night before I liked what I read.

However...........

I don't know how to continue this story.

WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME???

Seriously, I am intrigued by the premise. I think it is a great concept and I thought I developed it well. But I have nothing. 

Nada 

Zip

Zero

The House isn't rocking and no one wants to be a knocking.

What is a writer to do.......................................................

To be continued..........if only....


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