Nathan may very well be dead. As much as I hate to leave the story in its current position, unfinished and uninteresting, I just can’t bring myself to write about him and his problems. To be honest, my reason for writing the story in the first place was to try to write something “normal” and not too grandiose. I appreciate the feedback I’ve gotten on the short amount I wrote, and I am glad to see that some of you enjoyed it. As appreciative as I am, however, I am not completely proud of where it’s going.
“Normal” may actually be the wrong word. I don’t want people to think I only want to write genre fiction (sci-fi/fantasy and the like). What I mean is I want normal characters to do extraordinary things, regardless of the setting. It may be in space, underground, in the past, in the future, or in the very world we live in. As long as I am enjoying what I’m writing, it really just doesn’t matter. Nathan’s story may have lead in a direction I would eventually like, but for now, his story seems uninspired.
The issue with his story is more of a personal one dealing with my own inability to write “normal” stuff. I’m the kind of person who is typically into plots with extremely high stakes and often world-wide implications. It’s hard for me to write about things that don’t seem so “epic.” It’s a result of twenty-two years spent reading stories, watching movies, and playing video games dealing with these “epic” implications.
With this in mind, I’m definitely going to try to keep Nathan’s story going, but don’t be surprised if the next post has nothing to do with him.
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