I recently began watching Under The Dome. I have always had a passion for the works of Stephen King and this one has not failed to deliver thus far.
Intrigued, I had a look on the internet for interviews given by Mr King, discussing Under The Dome.
When I learned that he began this particular written delight back in the 1970s’ I felt a certain sense of relief. There is indeed a right time to write a particular story and if it took several years or decades to complete, then so be it.
I am not the most patient of people; this is something I am constantly working on. So to have such a revelation was almost as though approval was being given to spending longer on my written works, pulling and pushing them into some kind of coherence until finally they were ready to be unleashed to public scrutiny.
I had, until now, believed that if a story took a long time then it was the wrong story. We are, after all, only here for the briefest of moments and time therefore would seem to be of the essence.
This is not true. It could be that the right story, like a good wine or cheese, takes longer to ferment and mature. Characters develop at their pace not mine; and the plot will only work once it comes freely and is not chained to six horses.
I’m glad that I watched Stephens’ interview. I can relax a little bit knowing that the two ideas that have been rattling around in my head for a few years will come out when they are good and ready. It just isn’t their time yet, and that is okay.
It would be different perhaps if I had no other plots and characters to keep me busy. Indeed, having recently finished my first published work, I find my mind is rather like a field of stars which I am gazing up at. Each star being a character in an ever growing galaxy of fictional intrigue, enveloped a universe of unwritten words.
Intrigued, I had a look on the internet for interviews given by Mr King, discussing Under The Dome.
When I learned that he began this particular written delight back in the 1970s’ I felt a certain sense of relief. There is indeed a right time to write a particular story and if it took several years or decades to complete, then so be it.
I am not the most patient of people; this is something I am constantly working on. So to have such a revelation was almost as though approval was being given to spending longer on my written works, pulling and pushing them into some kind of coherence until finally they were ready to be unleashed to public scrutiny.
I had, until now, believed that if a story took a long time then it was the wrong story. We are, after all, only here for the briefest of moments and time therefore would seem to be of the essence.
This is not true. It could be that the right story, like a good wine or cheese, takes longer to ferment and mature. Characters develop at their pace not mine; and the plot will only work once it comes freely and is not chained to six horses.
I’m glad that I watched Stephens’ interview. I can relax a little bit knowing that the two ideas that have been rattling around in my head for a few years will come out when they are good and ready. It just isn’t their time yet, and that is okay.
It would be different perhaps if I had no other plots and characters to keep me busy. Indeed, having recently finished my first published work, I find my mind is rather like a field of stars which I am gazing up at. Each star being a character in an ever growing galaxy of fictional intrigue, enveloped a universe of unwritten words.