On Plotting/Outlining and the Benefits of Experience*

I find that after ~16 highly outlined novels, I mostly don’t need that scaffolding these days. The outlines have become internal to my head.

To elaborate: I find now that if I know where I’m going (almost always before I start the book) I no longer need to do much advance outlining. The things that I need to make a coherent story of the target length with all the bits that are needed for something to be a story are in my head in a very firm way.

If X is my goal then U, V, and W have to happen structurally to provide the story beats. It’s much less mechanistic than that, but that’s more or less how it works now. I know that the plot tools will be there when I need them, so I can focus on the themes and character and bigger picture.

I started to get the first flashes of it around novel number 10 and I’ve been using it ever since, but it really kicked in solidly with Crossed Blades, which was number 17.

This is almost entirely a function of experience. I’m up around 4-5 million words of fiction written counting all the stuff that fell by the wayside. I’ve got around a million words in print, another million that’s forthcoming or that I expect to publish, and 2-3 million that ended up on the cutting room floor.

That last 2 million plus was at least as valuable as the stuff I kept, since it represents reflection and change. I used to cut ~4 words for every survivor when I started. These days the ratio is reversed, but it took 20 years to get here.

The process has allowed me to create heuristics for writing a Kelly McCullough novel, heuristics which I constantly work to improve as I strive to become a better writer.

It’s that experience and that practice at solving the problems of writing a novel that allowed me to write Blade Reforged in 100 or so days and have something I could turn in without massive rework. Likewise, writing Drawn Blades in 88 days.

It used to take me a year to write a novel because I had to do a lot of backing and filling that I can avoid now. Mind you, I prefer to have 150-175 days, but it’s nice to know I can do it in less when I have to. Unfortunately, the only way that I know of to get there is to hammer out the work day after day and year after year.

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*Importing and expanding my contributions from a Twitter conversation about plotting/outlining with Paul Weimer, Tobias Buckell & Damian G Walter

Friday Cat Blogging

There is snow on my porch thumb-monkey. Fix it.

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I think the thumb-monkeys may have cracked under the strain of winter…

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Yeah, I support that hyposthesis. This one’s brain looks abraded.

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Are you guys trying to make sense of thumb-monkeys again?

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Is all observational science, right? I is observes!

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Writing About Pain

This started as a comment in Justine Larbalestier’s post about writing physical pain. I thought it might interest some of you here, so I’ve ported it over:

In my first published novel (WebMage) I wrote a good bit about a knee injury my central character incurs in the first couple of chapters and about how it affects everything he does from there on out. In that case I was writing from the personal experience of the aftermath of a torn cartilage injury that I lived with for more than a decade before I had the insurance necessary to get surgery.

Rather than focus on the pain itself (which sucks but isn’t all that interesting) I focused on the things that it simply made impossible. With my injury the pain was intermittent depending on whether a bit of the torn cartilage had flopped into the cup for the end of my knee bones or not. If not, I could do many things just fine, but always with the awareness that might suddenly change. If so, there were all sorts of things that were simply too painful to do–long walks, walking any distance more than about 50 feet without my cane, running, stairs, etc.

I think the random length cyclic nature of being able and unable to do things was the most interesting thing about the injury, so that’s what I focused on. Since that’s a component in many injury type pains it’s not a bad departure point.

(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 17 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)

Retro Friday Cat Blogging

Three chairs, three cats.

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The committee for feline domination takes a meeting.

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GOPHER!

 

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Is it cold in here, or what?

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The feline collective “helps” with gaming

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(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog June 12 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)

Friday Cat Blogging

I know I left that mouse around here someplace…

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This isn’t going to end well.

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It’s already not ending well!

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I disapprove.

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I want a bigger piece of this pie!

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Here you go.

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I can destroy you all…with my mind.

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You know, I really don’t understand cats.

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Friday Cat Blogging

Dis cat bed is a little small…

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Somebody’s sleeping in my bed!

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Dis cat bed is just right.

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Dis cat bed isn’t a cat bed at all…

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Who needs a bed?

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Retro Friday Cat Blogging

I’m not in the sun and I blame you, thumb-monkey!

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Sun, ahhhhhh…

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I was happy in the sun, but now I must ask: What is your bidding my master?*

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Sun! <3

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Iz my blanket, go ‘way!

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And: Go spring!**

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*I know that’s not natural for cats, but Nutmeg’s a little odd.

**Reblogging this when it’s six below out makes that picture all the more appealing…sigh.

(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog May 29 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)

Friday Cat Blogging

Watch me do my seal sunning herself on the beach impression.

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3.2 from the Kiwi judge, or, New Zealand fur seal is not impressed.

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Did someone say not impressed, because that’s totally my job around here.

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I bow before you superior unimpressive skills.

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And then I strike from above like this!

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Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzmph, I had the weirdest dream…

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Was it about wetas? Because wetas are awesome! Amirite? Amirite?

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Sleepy heap.

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Retro Friday Cat Blogging

Black cat on a nearly black background…or, eyes.

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Basket cat says: “go-way!”

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Big head, moi?

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If I were bigger, I’d eat you. You know that, right?

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Why yes, I am a sun worshipper. How did you guess?

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(Originally published on the Wyrdsmiths blog May 15 2009, and original comments may be found there. Reposted and reedited as part of the reblogging project)