So, after years of fermenting in my brain and months of broken promises to dedicate my time to it, I’ve finally started writing my zombie story. Not literally just now, it’s slowly started to get to writing with maybe a bit here, then a few weeks before another bit, etc. Two nights in a row now, it’s been writing.
It’s really quite an interesting journey for me this time around. For my first series of stories — which for creative rights reasons I don’t wish to release until I know I can protect them — the writing process was fairly linear and highly driven. I could knock out 30 page chapters in a day without the slightest problem, the story unfolded before my eyes as I did it and I loved every minute of it. They of course needed editing afterwards and some of it was just plain bad, but it was nearly all I knew of writing a novel-length story and so I just assume that was how it would be for me.
Zombie, as I call it, has been quite different. Right now I’m actually writing individual scenes in a folder called “excerpts,” which are essentially snapshots of scenes from the story that are fairly clear in my mind. The character isn’t so much a creation as it is a translation as well, as the main character is almost entirely based off of myself. That certainly isn’t being done in some sort of vain effort of recognition though, instead it is allowing me to put a human touch on the main character that I hope — by including all of my flaws and insecurities into his character in an abnormally honest manner — will make him all the more real. And if the character is believable to the readers, then it is my hope this facilitates the reader buying into the world I am creating.
The whole point of Zombie, you see, is making it believable. To make it as brutally realistic as I can, all the while taking some jabs at very large stereotypes in films hoping to further suspend disbelief. I’ve done research before on some scientific principles and theories before, but now I’m having to find things out like how long a power station or water treatment facility would actually go without people operating them, or how long do certain packaged foods last?
Tonight I wrote my first actual encounter with a zombie between the main character and it. Always fun to freak myself out a little bit while I write, but what I found most interesting is how a lot of the challenge I’m having writing this story is actually because this story is so much more vividly clear in my mind as a film rather than a book. Who knows, maybe some day it’ll get there.
Alright, time for bed. G’night.
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