For my own personal preparation, I've been consciously avoiding books that might influence my creative choices. I'd like my work to be as little derivative as possible and I fear that if I indulge my favourites to near my period of production, I might be more apt to unconsciously reproduce their idiosyncrasies.
I'm excited for my concept because I think it's a pretty original take on things; but I'm also highly conscious of how easily it could slip into trite cliche. I'm going to prepare a list to glance over at the end of each day - to keep myself from falling into common traps. Or at least I hope to keep myself from those traps.
I thought about glancing through Robert McKee's Story in preparation for the push, but ever the second-guesser, I decided that even that kind of influence was something I'd prefer to keep at distance - at least until the rough draft is complete.
For the most part, in these days leading up to 1 November 2006, I'm simply allowing my ideas to wash over me, occasionally grabbing on and fiddling with an interesting wisp or two. I'm excited but trying to be calm. I know that if I put too much personal jazz into my writing, I'll end up skewing whatever mood I'm attempting.
Deep breaths. That's the ticket.