Chapter 22 short story writing process

I wrote this short story in the lounge of a TV station in Odaiba.Outside the lounge window is a clearing where goldenrod (Solidago altissima) blooms.Before entering the studio to record a live broadcast program, it is often a period of special concentration.Sitting alone in a small room, I have no memory of talking.We have finished discussing the flow of the program in the morning, and there is nothing to do at all.Therefore, I, who has always been busy, will start to conceive the plot or character setting of the novel with the deadline approaching.There are only three stories left in the series.Although it is a collection of short stories, I don't know if it can connect all the stories beautifully in the ending part.Thinking from the perspective of a book, of course I hope to reach a climax at the end.If possible, it is best to use a device that other writers have not tried.At this time, I thought of handmade soba noodles.Let me introduce the process of writing a short story from the state of flour and water with nothing.Then, savor the results again next month.However, such ideas are often easier said than done.Okay, okay, what happened?After I finished writing, there was no review of this issue at all.

We often start from scratch with nothing at the beginning. At the beginning of any work, there is nothing. What kind of novels do you want this time?At this stage, I only know the deadline (today!) and the number of words (ten manuscript papers), and there is only a complete blank in my head that can almost be grasped in my hand.Therefore, I would wander the streets with my CD player, or sit in a coffee shop and stare out the window for an hour, or like this time, sit in the TV lounge before the recording started to conceive, looking for something to write and touch. The subject of a short story.

At this time, I look like a primary school student at the end of summer vacation.Folding my arms in front of a blank sheet of paper, I wonder if anything interesting has happened recently. Search in your mind the events and incidents that have recently taken up the pages of newspapers and magazines.I hate dark and superficial things like the autistic son killing the whole family, or graduates attacking their alma mater, and taking over media businesses.Because, there are still three stories in this book, and the main book is coming to an end, and I always hope that it can reach a climax at the end.

Of course, what you search for is not only social news, but also gossip news about friends or people around you, or writers you met in line (if I change the name of the protagonist and write it out, I don’t know if I will be scolded).Of course, what happened to me can be used flexibly as long as the details are slightly changed.Still, the story of being a stalker for a decade is too murky.By the way, I also received a prank fax from an unknown person this morning.Well, too dangerous to be useful. There is no clue about the mission at all, which is really nerve-wracking.So, I lay on the tatami.

Yesterday I put on the table the twenty-one pamphlets containing the works of apology, and copied all the titles.It feels quite spectacular.Regardless of the content, the title is not in bad taste.At the beginning, I had plenty of time, and all the novels were written after full conception. When I entered the fourth month, I won the award that I deserved. My life was completely out of control and I started to fall into a flurry.Originally, he still held the relaxed attitude of "soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up", but he didn't expect his whole body to be swallowed up.Doing sixty newspaper, magazine and TV interviews a month was something I could never have imagined before.The deadline remains the same, and the only thing reduced is my private life and the time I have to think about the content of the novel before writing.

Writing becomes like jumping into a cold swimming pool without warming up.I thought it was impossible for me to do it, but unexpectedly, I wrote a work worth reading.It is not uncommon to write fifty manuscripts in one night.During this year, I have written nearly a hundred manuscripts in twelve hours several times.Although the race against time makes me dizzy, but no matter what, I can't stop.If you don't subdue the enemy in front of you, you will be defeated.He could only trust the speed of his sword tip, and almost subconsciously pierced into the vitals of the enemy closest to him.During those days, I thought I was brandishing a sword with my eyes closed and reckless.

When time is plentiful and deadlines are far away on the horizon, it's tempting to write masterpieces that no one has ever written.However, as the deadline approached, ambition naturally atrophied.I think that as long as I can write a good work, it will be fine.No, even if the overall lackluster, as long as there is a memorable point can be accounted for.In the end, the deadline becomes a giant wall in front of you.As long as it can cross this wall and save my life, any work is fine.God of novels, please give me the strength to overcome this wall.Then, like a high jumper, barely beat the deadline.

It's not me crying, though, or complaining.I know that this is not the case for everyone, and not everyone gets through it.Although it is a bit difficult, you still have to feel the breath of the times.My aggressiveness has not diminished in the slightest.There is also a little bit of happiness.But some people agree with my work, which shows that there seem to be many kind-hearted readers. Standing by the window, I watched the scenery of Odaiba full of open spaces from the lounge.Ah, it's almost time to think concretely about the structure of short stories.In the past few months, I have been lazy to write in the first person.This time, in order to make the work a bit more varied, it is written in the third person.It's best not to write whatever comes to mind, but to write a story with texture after serious thinking.

If there is no new subject matter, current popular topics are also good.A TV set on silent was playing a Japanese movie commercial.Lately, it seems like a lot of movies have ghosts.And, it's pretty much the same pattern -- innocent ghosts appearing to family members, apologizing for their own deaths, all tear-jerking ghost stories. I wrote the word "ghost" on an A4 photocopied paper.Then, an arrow was drawn, negotiating "I hate pretty young, innocent ghosts" in the blank space.At this time, the engine of the broken book in my head started to wobble, and I seemed to have found a keyword.

The show that preceded the one I was going to was playing on TV.Arashi's Sakurai is digging abalone in the sea.His face was pale and his lips were purple.The current idol is too hard.In comparison, I can think of short stories before the show, which is much easier. I tried to write the sentence I wrote the second time into a short paragraph in various ways.Among them is the phrase "ghosts who lie even after death".Since I'm not young anymore, let's set the protagonist as a middle-aged man.He died suddenly for some reason, turned into a ghost, and returned to this world again.He turned into a ghost not to convey the truth, nor out of sincerity, but to fulfill the lies he told during his lifetime.

So far, it has not become a novel.However, it is almost inseparable, and the core plot of the novel has taken shape.This is the most difficult step.As long as you master the fun that becomes the core part of the novel, you can be sure of success.After that, add some details, describe various situations, add new characters, use various methods to enrich the plot, and maybe combine it with an ironic life cautionary maxim, which I am very good at. Where will the middle-aged man appear after he turns into a ghost?By this stage, I couldn't help humming.Needless to say?Of course to find wives and mistresses slightly.Why do you want to do this?Hehehe, of course it's because the wife and mistress used to be in the same company, but also good friends.The man was previously the boss of the two women.The wife and the man leave the company after they get married, but the mistress stays in the company and still works under the man's hand. The imagination is incredible, as long as you take the first step, it will turn faster and faster like a perpetual motion machine.A dark-eyed man's face loomed before my eyes.The top of the head is a little thin (which, even after being transformed into a ghost, has not changed), the body is very shriveled, the shoulders and chest are thin, and only the belly sticks out.I wrote the word "belly" on the white paper, and immediately finished it.It was originally just a text association, but it may be a good beginning and very shocking.On a date with an affair partner, the man suddenly fainted.Do you want to leave the man and run away, or do you want to call an ambulance for the man because your affair might be exposed?One more episode of inner entanglement can be written. Since it is a hotel for a business trip, the location is a business hotel.The best season is when the flowers bloom in spring.Somei Yoshino's petals stuck to the windshield of an ambulance, or the red spinning lights that stopped suddenly underneath.Both images are very good. The age of wives and mistresses is set to be five years younger than their husbands, that is, just over forty or so.Use the typical role classification-the wife is a family-type woman, while the cheating mistress is an office worker girl, to make a clear distinction.If the setting is too complicated, I am afraid that ten sheets of manuscript paper will not be able to explain clearly. Stories are best climaxed right from the start. The man died suddenly at the beginning, and after a burst of lying and shouting, the wife appeared in front of the mistress.In order not to destroy the fantasy of the two women, the man tried his best to appear in front of them.This man seems to be more and more worthy of sympathy.In the article, Bina drew two eyebrows like Woody Allen.At the same time, the plump, soft-lined wife and the curvaceous mistress' body curves are also drawn.Because the contrast between the two women is too strong, a man can't give up either of them. What lies would a man tell two women?Even after becoming a ghost, he will continue to talk nonsense.When a person dies once, he never learns a lesson.To a woman, a man's lies are like shallows where the bottom can be clearly seen. Right at this point, the next step is to add details and it's done.I forgot, what should I name it? "A man who will lie even to death"?Explained too clearly. "A fool is a fool when he dies" is too bland. "A Lie on a Spring Night".The bad habit of the Japanese is that everything has to be tied to the season. "Dying Lies".Not bad, but needs more work.And what about "The Last Lie Before Dying and Dying"?This title should be very suitable for the penultimate work. As for the story of this short story, please look forward to it next month.

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