Max’s scientific process for writing

I never lack for ideas on what I want to write about, but most of these remain in some sort of unformed amoebal fetal stage, without ever actually making it onto paper. A lucky few click into place however, usually when i’m doing or thinking about something completely different, and i’ll take a moment to write them down on a scrap of paper. I can’t tell you how satisfying and exciting this feeling is. It’s like for a brief period of time, I can see the future.

From there, surprisingly, I usually move on to research whatever topic i’m looking to write about.

Writing about an alien colony on another world? I’ll brush up on my astronomy and speculative science. Doing a period piece, even if it is complete fantasy fluff? I’ll still research the era at length. I personally think all the best fiction is based somewhere in fact, or at least perceived fact. It just reads better that way, and I get to feel clever by making obscure and veiled references most people will never notice or appreciate.

Oh, and don’t get me started on name selection. There’s a process.

Once the actual writing begins, your guess is as good as mine as to how it progresses. Sometimes it spews out all at once in one spastic fit of creation. More often, the process is side-tracked by frequent visits to facebook or porn sites, or I just wander away from the computer completely and do something different. Like make a sandwich. And eating said sandwich. So yeah, I like to say I pop out at least 1000 words a day, but sometimes its far more, and sometimes its zero. I don’t know if these are sustainable habits, but I do know that I do a good job of meeting my goals, which are more or less a blog post a week, a new  short story every month, and a full length novel every couple of years.

Now that i’ve bored any readers who don’t write themselves, let me redeem myself by proclaiming that YES, I have a new story for you to enjoy. It’s bloody. That is all for now.

READ.

Diurpaneus V. The Dead

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About Max T Kramer

Max has been better than you at writing since the third grade. He currently lives in Connecticut, but will someday return to the desert.
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