Today is Sci-Fi Day so I thought I would go into Netflix instant and watch a sci-fi movie. I picked one out and started watching it. Oh, I would say five minutes into the movie the characters did something that I had one of my characters doing in my book that I had never seen in any movie or read about in any books. I thought my idea was unique. Well, it seems someone else had that same “unique” idea.
It’s that moment when you just want to chunk the book you are working on because it is no longer “unique.” I didn’t throw out the book but I am fighting feelings of inadequacy. I am having to block out those thoughts that “maybe I’m not as special as I thought I was” and “oh, great, now everyone is going to think I stole from this movie”, and even “maybe I should just forget about being a writer because everything has already been done!” Yeah, it’s been that bad.
But the words of C.S. Lewis were brought to the forefront of my mind…
“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how ofter it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”
So I will keep on plugging away and hope that whoever reads my work doesn’t just think I copied from someone else. And even if they did think that, I know I didn’t.