I finally headed over to the Nanowrimo website, to start checking things out and see what’s happening in the forums. There’s a lot of great stuff there. Too much sometimes. I could get lost for hours in them, reading and posting comments. I collect ideas from various threads like the famous “Dares” thread and brainstorm with fellow writers. The people there are pretty cool and I always enjoy a solid month of hanging out on the site before the writing frenzy begins. (Or as my friend likes to call it, “the month where Kerry disappears and comes out hissing at the sun.” Both descriptions are accurate.)
As I ventured over to the genre lounges, I popped into the horror/supernatural section. I read several threads right off the bat about dealing with vampires. Cliches, ideas for what new threats are in their world, vamp mythology, etc… As I read some of these, my heart dropped a bit.
I fell in love with vamps before they were ‘cool’, and God, looooooong before they ever effing sparkled. I remember as a kid, they were my favorite creature. I loved the true horror version of them, and also the romanticized versions of them as I got older. I began at a young age to write stories, and loved the looks I would get when I told people what I wrote. My stories went from horror (*cough* more like the attempt at horror) to romance. It all depended on my mood.
Truth is, I still love vampires today as much as I did when I was a kid. And I love writing stories about them. My fourth short story is about to come out in December, and that is a vampire story. I classify myself as dark fantasy, seeing as how I write about different creatures from the supernatural, and romance is an element, NOT the plot.
Anyway, as I was reading, I came to realize how beat to death this genre is. SO many people are now writing about vamps. Which is a good thing. But people also have negative views on it. I can almost here the mental eye rolls of people now when I tell them what I write.
So what do I do? I had a moment tonight of thinking, ‘Sod it. I need to find something new. Something not so beat to death.’ (or close to it) I was embarrassed for a moment at the thread I started, asking for a bit of advice on yet another vampire novel. Especially after reading about cliches. Yeah, I totally fit in some of them.
And then I thought ‘Fuck it!’ This is what I love to write. Or at least one of the things. Why should I let what someone else thinks hinder my love for it? For the record, not one person has ever said anything negative to me on that site. People (in my experience) have been pretty supportive. I think it’s my inner critic rearing it’s ugly little head, trying to make me doubt myself.
So, beat to death or not, I’m going to write what I love. I’m going to keep working on my plot and giving my characters depth. (I am very much in love with one of them. So how can I tell the poor bastard that I can’t come out to play? That would just break us both and I can’t do that now, can I? 😉 ) I’m going to tell that inner critic to shut it, and focus on doing what makes my geeky lil heart happy. I think that’s an important rule in life, to do what makes you happy and screw what anyone else thinks. 🙂