Yes, I saw Inception on Saturday, and it was the best movie EVER. I kid you not. It is fantastic. The idea was original. The plot was complicated, and it left you guessing at the end. I'm still delving into the philosophical questions brought about in the movie, and I love how it touched a lot of Descartes principle of "Cogito ergo sum" or "I think, therefore I exist." I won't say more about the movie, since I don't want to give away what happens, but it is awesome. Everyone should watch this movie, and I can't wait to see it again and buy it on dvd.
One of the key forms of Inception was the concept of implanting an idea into one's lowest levels of subconsciousness. Ideas are wonderful and dangerous things. In the movie, it shows how an idea can make a person as well as destroy them. This is so true. The birth of an idea changes everything. It can grab hold and not let you go.
I find writing does that sometimes. I will have an idea for a story or a novel, and it latches hold. I may try to push it aside, especially when I don't have time to write said story/novel, but it never really lets you go. I'll think about it at night before bed, in the shower, or in the car. Those little moments of nothingness where the idea will sneak up and clamor, "Write me, write me!" As I mention, sometimes I ignore these ideas. Sometimes I run with them. Other times, I hold them and say, "Wait your turn."
It's hard to tell an idea to wait. They like to burrow even deeper and fester. They explode at times. They take over.
But, I wouldn't give up wanting to have ideas. When you've run out of ideas, what else is there?
Speaking of ideas, I've been working on Moonlight Murders. It was an idea I had back in May 2009. I wrote a couple chapters and then moved on to other ideas. The story was never far from my memory, though. I've written chapter one, and I edited chapter two. Next week, I'll be working on chapter three, and I hope to begin writing again. It's not an easy novel to write for the fact that it is a historical mystery taken place in 1891 London. Yesterday, I spent my afternoon looking up the Cockney accent. Next Monday, I'll be delving into the Irish accent. But, I'm enjoying it, even if this novel takes longer to write.
As for today, I finished my ice cream story for Raven and the Writing Desk, which will be up on the blog tomorrow, and I hope to work on another short story.
Last week, I wrote 3,039 words. My word count may not seem like much, but considering I've already written twice as much this month as last, I think it is an improvement. Tomorrow, I'll be working more on chapter one of Panther Moon.
Now, I just have to find a way to keep all those ideas in check. Step in line, take a number, I'll get with you shortly.