I Can’t Believe It’s Not Monday

Well this has been a long time coming, and I’ve been feeling a bit pressed and dealing with some twists and turns.  First my schedule changed, so it’s been me lagging everywhere. Which time changes come different duties, and that kept me pressed.

I’ve been sleep deprived trying to manged my day, and not wanting to be lagging. I also gave up lattes for a couple of weeks because, it was too pricey, and the local coffee shop closed for two weeks, which made my decision easier to handle.

That said I don’t feel creative and often don’t, but this is a hot mess that needs to be fixed. I need to press myself forward and write more.  So, as always, I start with a blog post, and hope that I make some writing happen. I also may have to go back on my word and get a latte, or some coffee.

As always, happy creative endeavors.

Triggered…Sorta

It’s been a hectic week since my last post.  Had a fam emergency that demanded my time and attention. It wasn’t pretty, but that fam member is getting better.  Needless to say this crisis left me a little drained.

I’ve still been writing, and have been doing some dialogue driven scenes that I need to work on more since I added a forth character who is bringing her brand of conflict to the story.  I don’t “hear” her voice as clear as the other characters, so I’m annoyed that hasn’t happened yet, so in due time.

The novel, which has me triggered (sorta), because yesterday I wrote a scene  in which was not terrible, but dealt with abuse, and it made me feel bad, however it was very necessary because at one point the main character has to make a choice about who is good, and how inhumane people have been to him.  The scene pinched me for a few reasons; Abuse is difficult to discuss, let alone write or read. The abusers are so dehumanizing, I found myself upset.

That said, I do feel bad things do happen to good people, and the terrible circumstances are beyond the control of ourselves. Also to experience such a dehumanizing low, and to rise above it, makes me feel a lot better knowing the character has dignity and personal strength.  I have a lot to work on in this story.  This is just one of them.

After leaving that scene alone for a long while, I thought the novel wasn’t weird enough for a bizarro story, and suddenly there was this giant rooster used to travel to the moon.  So abuse, dehumanizing, overcoming obstacles, and a moon-hopping chicken.  BTW the abuse isn’t in every scene, but for the protagonist, it’s something he can’t forget or dismiss, but I’d like to think-at least at this point-that he will overcome the negativity and not become a monster because if it.

 

A Thursday Worth Having is A Good One

So, my tablet is dying, and my laptop is kinda wonky which may mean it’s on its last leg.  Not too happy about that, and I don’t know what to say about my tablet at the moment other than I’m frustrated.

Spent a lot of time randomly writing, and trying NOT to think too hard on the direction, but to let it fall into place.  This meant I am simply not too worried about too much, or when it crosses my mind that I fill in that blank as I go along. Why am I doing this? I found my myself congested with thoughts on previous material where I kept choking on getting it done because too much work went into planning, and not enough on executing.

So I’m happier, and I keep wanting to know, what happens next, so I keep writing.  So far, so good.  All I can say is it involves family, and I keep wondering how they are going to resolve their issues, or perhaps they won’t.  The story took another turn on the way home (I wasn’t driving), so I tried to type it out, but this phone is horrible as far as typing, and the auto-correct doesn’t want to be my friend in this endeavor.

That said, I need to correct the crappy car writing I did so it looks like I understand English and punctuation usage because I was onto something.  I’ll see where this goes and move from here.

P.S. I’m gonna try this method with the novel. I already know enough and it’s time to let the characters speak to each other.

Happy creative endeavors.

Monday

I never feel like I feel terrific on Mondays. I know that’s silly of me, but I am grouchy, and I want coffee, and until thing I’d rather not socialize, which seems to give me life.

This weekend wasn’t terrible. Some writing mixed with a lot of gaming, and overall enjoying my weekend, minus a few frustrations. It wasn’t terrible at all. I needed to get myself into feeling like I could relax, and clear my mind of many things.  BTW gaming didn’t go 100 % well for me.  I flaked out on a group adventure, and was booted from the team. I got lost and couldn’t participate. Then I tried out some new characters in different games, and got mixed results that varied from ok to hot mess.

The worst was the conquest mode. I played my part, but it was a lot more work that the other modes, and a bit stressful.  I was not prepared for that, died constantly, and tried to fill my role until we lost.

To be fair to myself, when starting new roles, I was bound to make missteps, and of course, I learned from those missteps.

Other than that there was fun in gaming this weekend.

I’m Sick and Tired…Or Least I Was

For the past few days I’ve been under the weather. Allergies, congestion, and sinus pressure went gang busters on me AND I had a strong case of heat exhaustion. Needless to say I had little to no strength, stayed indoors, and tried not ti over exert myself. Stuff happens, and of course I just had to wade through it. That said, I found myself writing, as it was easier to do, and required me to be still enough to put things on paper, or on in a file. That I did without any fanfare. It was good. Started writing a chapter of the novel. It’s all rough as all get out, but I like what I’ve done.  Also had some ideas that I need to implement past the creative idea stage.

Now it’s time to take more steps towards being better. I need a latte.

Happy creative endeavors.

 

A Little Shameless Self-Promition

Growing up I was taught not to brag on myself, and now these days I can brag on my humility (humblebrag-as it is), however this is where I am when it comes to thinking about putting together a story proposal.  I dare say I’ll have to eat my modesty alive, and I don’t think I can…yet.

First, I’m reminded of a class I took on writing, where my professor told me that I needed to do more writing, and like a fool I completely forgot to add to my resume that I blogged for some time now, which was me writing on a regular basis.  Thus I was, then too modest, and remain so…most of the time.

To me promoting via proposal myself means embracing that I have a certain flair with my writing, a sense of humor, and that I wisely drop-kicked my modesty and shame down a flight of stairs soap opera style. My point is, sometimes my own writing can have a strong antiseptic approach, and I often fail at a delivery because the proper (correct) thing to do is be modest. Needless to say, how can a proposal or synopsis be interesting if I’m boring? I’m lucky people read it in the first place, but damn, I think I can push myself to forget that I don’t have to be right and correct all the time.

Sometimes foolishness must reign, and by foolishness I mean capitalizing on my fundamental silliness that is neither correct or posturing.  It’s just me being me, and happy. It’s also a me that really doesn’t worry about correctness, and being right, or proper.  So maybe I need to laugh at myself when it comes to my stories, and let the chips fall where they may, as opposed to being overly controlling of my writing.

As always, happy creative endeavors.

Novel Activity

Yesterday and today, I began reworking the synopsis for the story. A lot of things are in place, so I feel very secure in this material. Part of me wanted to set up a small prologue where I can tall a little of the fantastic aspects of this world, so I’m currently working on that segment.  yesterday was about setting the beginning. Part of me wants to distill these paragraphs into simpler sentences, because the synopsis will be what I ultimately will show to a potential publisher. I want to keep this material succinct, and down to one page. I’d make it all one paragraph if I had to make it this way.

Needless to say, I feel I should complete the synopsis before I make any stronger revisions. Part of me is annoyed that I did all this “pre-work,” however I’m glad I thought these things out, since last summer I tried so hard to write a lot first, and fill in spots. It was a good exercise, but it proved to be too much for me not to have organization.

As always, happy creative endeavors.