Building an historicaly acurate world is no piece of chocolate cake with creamy chocolate icing.
Hou, but chocolate cake with creamy chocolate icing…
Anyway, back to the struggle at hand.
I started the research for an histoire fantastique while finishing *struggling with the the tween novel title*, I have been working on from January to the end of March 2019.
I am using the French term to define the genre because I do not know which genre to use in English. Fantastic, I believe, is not a literary genre in English, or am I sinking deep into an ocean of boiled potatoes?
If I remembered correctly, an histoire fantastique features paranormal/spiritism related activity, but it’s not quite a ghost story, nor a sci-fi. It is a fantastic phenomenon happening to an amazed human.
Theophile Gauthier and Edgar Allan Poe, were the first to delight readers with such stories, I think.
Theophile Gauthier is my favorite though, for his writing is rich with colors and mesmerizing descriptions. I think his Morte amoureuse is one of the first zombie novels ever written; and please, do tell me if I got it wrong.
It is not so much with my chosen genre I am struggling with, nor with the fact that, when I am writing this post, it’s been two days since I finished *struggling with the tween novel title*.
It’s more the fear of historic inaccuracy that’s holding me back. That, and one of the main character’s name. I changed it four times already, grumblegrumblegrumble.
I read novels to escape reality, to dream, to live great adventures I would be waaay too scared to embark on.
Same goes with writing. I write to dream, to escape, to live great adventures. I tend to jump right in, developing the idea and the characters as a go along. Often, the idea changes, but the characters stays (most of them anyway).
Now, the struggle lies here: the story is set in a real past, so to speak, in the 1970’s.
Tons of research and hours of watching movies later, I feel like I cannot even grasp the concepts, the day-to-day things that will run through a kid’s mind or an adult’s mind.
I mean, I worked the backstories, I’ve got the mood boards, I have a list of reliable wells of knowledge to help. What else can I do to feel more prepare? Not much left.
There’s is only one thing I can do to stop with the struggling, really. Stop writing this post and get on with it, at last.
Therefore, if you’ll please excuse me.
Until next time!