Mellowed

Hello. I knew I’d write a late blog post. I’ve been mopey and I didnt want to write. I also knew that I would get this post done sooner or later. I can’t say, writng and posting slipped my mind.

Writng has gone into a contemplative mode, as I had some new info to process about the craft.of writing. New info takes time to figure out. Note that my mopey feeling doesnt come from the info. I’m simply tired. The week, DLST, and being busy has a way of throwing me off.

This will pass.

Happy creative endeavors.

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Friday

The weather has gotten cooler, and I feel it. Nice, dramatic change from hot and muggy. Welcome to South Carolina. Two hurricane scares later, and I am grateful to not have too much bad weather to live through.

That said, last night, I felt lazy as all get out. I was gaming, Hera was the new god introduced in Smite. And I wanted to play her. Needless to say. Too much fun was had. By time I needed to quit and write, that mopey feeling took over.

I did what anyone should do. Got on my phone. Opened a file, and put in my revisions. As long as I got my five sentences in, I feel good. I have a LOT to clean up this weekend, since Monday is my deadline.

As always, happy creative endeavors.

P.S. I added revisions to the wrong file, and had to clean that up ASAP. Tonight I hope to get more done, and less slacking off.

Petite Post VIIII

Howdy,

For the past few days, I’ve been contemplating my a degree in art. I haven’t the space and the supplies to get paintings done, but I’d like to get a sketch pad, and start drawing again.

Right now I keep getting interrupted, so completing sentences has become frustrating. So I shall end this post here.

Happy creative endeavors.

Sunday Petite Post

Y’all, I had to take a nap. Worked six days this week, and it had me thrown off. Though I was good today, but then the bed had my name on it.

That said, I feel compelled to blog just the same. Yesterday did about a page of writing. Not too bad. Hope to keep up the work.

Happy creative endeavors.

The Quiet Night, The Quiet Mind 

Yesterday, during the day,  writing didn’t get done.  Found myself in the mix of a few errands, lists of distractions, and no writing. I knew the task ahead of me–a few days ago I rewrote five pages for the A story in act three. I found that the next four pages needed to be done from scratch to fit with the revisions, and to be less dialog heavy. It intimidated and excited me because That get stuff done feeling done

It wasn’t untill late last night, that I went in my room and felt like I could write. Looked at the last revised five pages, and knew I wanted to trim those down. I cut more dialogue in favor of less lengthy conversations and getting to points quicker. Also I wanted more happenings.  It was a meeting, interrupted, and hijacked. Revisions never end it seems.  Since I broke that ice, after this blog post, I’m willing to tackle more pages while it’s still relaxed. 

Happy creative endeavors.