A Glacial Pace...
Ten years or so ago I had the most vivid dream — and I remembered it, which is very unusual for me. Since then, I have been toying with the idea of writing it as a novel, a screenplay, a blog, something. Finally, earlier this year I settled on doing it as a graphic novel.
The good thing is that my dream had mapped out virtually everything in broad strokes.
The bad things is that even with a clear vision, almost 15 years of professional writing under my belt (although not as a novelist), and some really fascinating research, I can't seem to work up the motivation to write continuously, so the going is very slow.
"Just force yourself to sit down and write something every day," you authors out there will say to me. Well shut the hell up. You try writing your novel after you've put in a 10 hour day writing on deadline.
I seriously need a loooooooong vacation to get this baby off the ground.