I'm finally making headway, but it's still a stubborn one.
Bible School planning and a bit of a health scare have kept me from my writing lately, but today I have renewed the offensive against the impossible chapter that has refused to fall into line.
I'm finally making headway, but it's still a stubborn one.
So, it's been awhile since I've blogged, although not quite as long as the post title suggests. I have not forgotten how. But up until now, there hasn't been much to blog about.
Today started out like any other somewhat rainy Spring day, but it turned out to be awesome. My local library waived the late fee on my last checkout because their website was causing renewal errors.
Now for the more exciting part: I have the story arc figured out for book one of my fantasy saga. Many thanks to my sister and editor, and a dragon named Gary, for helping to bring it all together.
Now back to that first draft....
Yesterday was my 33rd birthday, and according to Hobbit reckoning, I have now come of age. I suppose that means I ought to think about settling down and beginning my life in earnest. But what fun would that be?
Not being a true-born hobbit, I've already got a good start on the serious bits of life, but there are still adventures in my heart and I mean to put all of them to paper one day.
My traditional birthday trip to the library resulted in checking out only two books because I've learned that working and keeping house don't leave as much time for reading as I'd like. Besides that, I'm still reading A Song of Ice and Fire, whilst catching up on season five of Game of Thrones.
I expect 2016 will be better than 2015, if only because I'm already familiar with this year's struggles. Last year's first draft plans didn't go well. This year I will focus on one story that is in dire need of an ending, and a fun little YA supernatural/faith book that I work on from time to time when the Spirit moves me.
Happy new year to everyone! And happy reading!
I've been battling a cold-like thing for about three weeks now. Sleep and coughing don't mix well, but coffee helps. Lots and lots of coffee....
So between being sick, not sleeping well, and working a lot, I haven't done much writing - let alone finished my writing 5K - but I have been re-reading one of my old works in progress, which I haven't seriously looked at for a number of years now.
I am very pleased to find that I still like my characters, and although I meant to overhaul the story, there is much there that I really don't want to delete. I may have to move it into other stories, or keep the first draft just for myself. Is draft hoarding a thing?
Anyway, I'm starting back to work on this story, the others being stuck in the literary mud. I remember how much fun I had writing it all those years ago, and I intend to have just as much fun with it now.
Tonight I have stayed up past my bedtime(which is nonofficial and exists only in the back of my mind with other nagging thoughts such as which foods are or are not acceptable breakfast foods) in order to begin my writing 5K training.
I have reached my 500 word goal and even got in a few extra for a total of 505! I am pleased. Those words were spread out over several works in progress and some random dialogue, but it feels good to be writing again.
Next training goal: 750 words in one sitting.
Hello from oblivion! You may be wondering where I've been. Well, I have been sucked into the vortex of work and daily life, which drained me of writing energy as I unfortunately used up my store of sarcasm at the office.
I have also completed my Easy 5K walk training program(yay me!), have read a few library books, and have very recently managed to walk into and out of a library without checking out a book for myself. Granted, I did put in a request...and I bought a box-ful of books at my church's rummage sale. Book addiction is still a struggle.
So, in the spirit of finishing things and accomplishing an exercise goal that is the start of my fight against asthma, I am going to do a writing 5K. Training is simple. I will write three days a week, starting with a low goal like, say, 500 words, and increase the total over time until I can sit and write 5,000 without batting an eye or taking 40 coffee breaks. I may even geek out and write out a training schedule, which may or may not surface on Pinterest.
Should anyone WriMos wish to participate, the date for this event will be set in November.
Tonight I broke through my writers block by putting on my Helmet of Not Caring(inspired by the irrepressible Mr. Chuck Wendig) and letting the crazy plot whispers that float about in my head come out at random. It's been insanity and lots of fun.
These whispers go nowhere, inspire nothing, and will perhaps refuse to attach themselves in any meaningful way to any of my innumerable works in progress, but tonight I do not care and I feel OK with that.
Sometimes it's good to let the crazy out. Maybe tomorrow I'll follow it and see where it leads me.
My day job gets busier all the time, but since it puts me in proximity to the public library, I can't complain too much. The mind numbing aspect of dealing with office politics in a church office has zapped my brain a bit, but it's giving me scads(a word that deserves resurrection, no pun intended) of writing material. Some people are just begging to be written in as antagonists and comic relief.
My current reading list: City of Stairs by Robert J. Bennett, House of Leaves by Mark Danielewski, and The Bear and the Dragon by the late Tom Clancy. The latter I will have to buy because I've been hogging the library's copy for months and it's a book I want to take my time reading. All excellent books, so much so that I can't read one at a time.
Thankfully, my writing is not quite as neglected as my blogging, but progress is slower than I'd like. Here we are in May and I've yet to finish as single first draft or outline. But what fun it is to put anything onto paper. :)
In my world, celebrating a birthday(particularly my own) means a trip to the library![insert shrieks of geeky delight here] Today I had an appointment in town, so I went in early enough I could wander through the library and pick out whatever books caught my eye.
I did do a little intentional searching, but unfortunately for me the local library is seriously lacking in the authors I've been wanting to read. They only have one Pat Rothfuss novel. And I've already read it.
So I wandered through the fiction section, pulling out books and putting them back. As usual, I ended up having to make a last minute decision on book number three(can't have fewer than three). I just grabbed one with water on the cover, and it turned out to be Thomas Steinbeck's "Down to a Soundless Sea." Awesome!
The other lucky books I checked out today are "Silent Voices" by Ann Cleeves, and "Whiteout" by Ken Follett. I need to read more Follett, and the cover looked just like Wisconsin does today, so I thought, why not?
Happy reading to me! :)
2014 was a good year for my writing. I made much progress on the organizing and planning side, and wrote more than I have in a year's span since my youngest was born. For a long time, I suspected she had taken all of my creativity, but it seems she left me a spark for rekindling.
I'm not big on New Year's Resolutions, but I do like to set goals for myself. In 2015, I will work on outlines and first drafts of my most promising projects. I will also do some world building and character backgrounds, and with any luck, I'll be able to overcome my usual difficulty in choosing titles for my work.
I've also got a lot of reading to catch up on, if that's even possible. My reading list grows faster than I can actually read.
Bring on the new year! I expect good things.