Truth Is…

Trut is I haven’t been blogging much, but it didn’t mean I stopped writing, which kept up.  I’ve also been taking writing more classes and trying to get myself in order. On top of that it seems my schedule has conflicted with everything; my life, diet, sleep, and creativity.  I am not a happy camper.

That out of the way, let’s talk of pleasant things.  One of my writing lessons has been to look for the emotional payoff of characters in a story.  So, the question of “what’s this story really about,” sunk in for me.

After much contemplation I found myself writing down something that was too real and raw for me, personally.  It really pinched a nerve, in addition to being an emotion I felt I could explore and discuss.

My initial reaction was to pause, let the words cool down, then I went on to working on technical aspects (outline). Still there’s an elephant in my room that’s being ignored, because I felt I was shying away from my own story/character epiphany.

So as chaotic as things may be, the current goal is to get back to the heart of what I discovered, write it out, and work through a pinched moment.

On a side note I am glad I paused from blogging.  It helped me want to blog again.

Happy creative endeavors.

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Simple Post Wednesday

Chaos looms on me, and I feel a bit overwhelmed.  This doesn’t mean I stopped writing, and I want this post today.  I have kept writing, and my research is still ongoing.  In fact the research changed, or evolved one of the stories.  I need to keep digging.  Ideas have come, and stuff got written down. One idea had me writing out character dialog to see what I see, and will let that cool off. 

My hope is to see me keep blogging more than the infrequent pace that I have been, so perhaps this is the start of simple posts until the weather clears with my schedule.  Now to get ready for work. 

Happy creative endeavors.   

My Life

It finally pinged in my daily activities, and ofer having been taught this writing several times, that I should be writing–or taking notes on my daily happenings.  Sorta like a daily journal. This is mainly because things happen day to day that range from ok to ugh.

The goal is to have my experiences on paper (or file) to look back on as inspiration/starting points for potential stories.  Things do happen, I have reactions for better or worse. It might be good to reflect on these things later on.

I can tell you at the moment I loathe getting up early, but had to.  Failed to pick out clothes last night, went to bed late, and all around KNEW if I didn’t set the clock earlier than usual, I would not get up in a timely manner.  I don’t know if this me getting older, or I got settled into getting up when I wanted to, but I am not a morning person…yet.

I also failed to clean my room yet again.  I need to purge this soon, to better manage my allergies. Too much clutter in a small space.  Must vacuum, throw some stuff away, and put some other things in storage. I will feel better if I do. I know I will.  

Happy creative endeavors.  

Thoughts

As the day passed, and ideas floated about, eager to be penned, I wondered how well I’d fare with more vulgarity in my creative writing.  

Not necessarily a profanity-laced tirade, but some profane elements scattered throughout a story. Would be enough to make this Charleston-born writer produce some page turning stories? 

Truthfully, I’ve always wanted to free myself from exclusively thinking/staying inside my comfort zone, shock myself, and press forward. Part of me stays in a never-ending struggle with my inner censor, and I hope to silence him with this insight.  

Keep in mind I’m no stranger to puns, innuendo, double (or triple) entendres. I’ve always used them in the spirit of humor, silliness, and for goofy moments. I, however, do those on whims, and I imagine a sustained writing goal may yield some fascinating results.  

I feel very impish in my actions, and it’s totally worth it if I can laugh and entertain. That, and it totally amuses me to break out of my comfort zone with no apologies, which can be my default reaction.   

As always, happy creative endeavors.

Sunday

Today day I feel a little bored, and less desire to write. I, however, told myself that I’m gonna put some things down, and that includes a blog post.  It’s a mix of feeling blah, and a little meh-ish.  Usually it goes away, but today I don’t want to wait for it to depart before I type something.

I did finish my writing for television class, and it took forever, and I wish I completed it sooner. I typed out the last of my notes, and will review them soon. There was a lot of stuff I knew, thought I knew, and study I’m eager to try out.

It does make me want to look back at my previous material and see if it can be revised with the guidelines. I certainly hope to at least take one project and rewrite it to fit the proper format, and change the ending (I hated the ending, and knew it had to go).

Go me. Blog post done when i was feeling like loafing about.  If only all material came this easy.

Happy creative endeavors.

Getting Back In Order

There will always be chaos going on around me. This week is no different.  For the record not only did my allergies give me some hell, my Mom got sick. This meant taking her to the ER to make sure she could get some immediate medical attention.  I’m glad we went, as she seemed to be getting worse, but the trip and treatment helped her out immensely.

On a side note, while we were waiting for her to be called, I pulled out my Moleskin, and wrote some ideas down for a dramatic comedy I said I wanted to start.  At the very least, if this idea has to go on the back burner, I can go back and look it over and make revisions as needed.

Mom is on the slow road to recovery, and I need her to relax and remain calm.  By her own nature she wants to be up and about, and that’s not acceptable to me.  The reason is a day ago she didn’t have energy, and now she wants to multitask.  Since I’m home to assist her, I feel she should simply recuperate.

That said, I spent a lot of time hearing my name called over, and over, and over.  A brother was on the go, and had little to no time to get himself together a way that was writing-intensive.

When I got up today, it didn’t dawn on me to do my blog. I haven’t even had a glass of water and I need to drink a few glasses.  I should eat something too, and figure out what i want for dinner.

As always, happy creative endeavor.

Allergies

So I woke up to this burning in my eyes, which I knew was my allergies.  Boy was I irritated, and unable to sleep. I got up, took my allergy meds, and hoped the took effect sooner than later.  It took a long, long time.

About a week ago, I ran out of allergy meds, and had to use a less potent (cheaper) version. Needless to say, getting my regular brand back was a relief but it takes time to get in my system effectively.  It’s one of many inconveniences.

It made me cranky, and tired. I craved silence. I also I needed to write a blog post. I can say this much, it has been one chaotic moment chaining with the next.  I need to get some rest.

Happy creative endeavors.