Something of a problem
Apr. 4th, 2010 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skull_bearerI've had a plot-bunny. Frankly, I blame my genre teacher for telling me in my holocaust non-fiction piece 'try and think who this story (the Holocaust) belongs to and bring it into the story. Which got me thinking, what if I didn't care? What if I just went out and demanded every survivor story with no care as to whether the person actually wanted to tell it or not, because they'll be dead soon and their story lost for good?
Believe me, that's a grind I live with daily, the idea that not too far from now, my fascination will officially become 'dead history'. It's not a landmark I'm looking forward to.
This blended with a 'necromancer historian' story which was going nowhere, and resulted in a story in which I am, to put it bluntly, the antagonist. It actually seems to be workable, with only two problems:
1 - it is very obviously me in there.
2 - If I write it and get it published, any career as a historian I might have started will be over before you can say 'oh fuck'.
On the other hand, it would finally allow me to write Mengele into something and get the fucker out of my head, and for that alone I'll try and find the time.
So, any advice on what to do if you've got the burning desire to write something that could ruin your life? I have no wish to be seen as a heartless person who raises the unwilling souls of Holocaust victims to interrogate them and hangs out with the disembodied ghost of debatably one of the most evil doctors in human history. It's not me, but it's so like me its scary.
Believe me, that's a grind I live with daily, the idea that not too far from now, my fascination will officially become 'dead history'. It's not a landmark I'm looking forward to.
This blended with a 'necromancer historian' story which was going nowhere, and resulted in a story in which I am, to put it bluntly, the antagonist. It actually seems to be workable, with only two problems:
1 - it is very obviously me in there.
2 - If I write it and get it published, any career as a historian I might have started will be over before you can say 'oh fuck'.
On the other hand, it would finally allow me to write Mengele into something and get the fucker out of my head, and for that alone I'll try and find the time.
So, any advice on what to do if you've got the burning desire to write something that could ruin your life? I have no wish to be seen as a heartless person who raises the unwilling souls of Holocaust victims to interrogate them and hangs out with the disembodied ghost of debatably one of the most evil doctors in human history. It's not me, but it's so like me its scary.