Managed two hours this morning. It wasn’t as intense as yesterday’s session and I’m not as exhausted. I’m not still completely in story land either, like I was yesterday, just *out* of it for hours and hours. I slowed down a lot more this morning, doing more plotting and planning as I went along. The […]
Wow. I think I love Saturdays. I think I’m particularly in love with having all the time in the world to write. I wrote for 90 minutes straight, dragged along by the story in a way I only kind of vaguely remember. I’m exhausted, but in that really good way that comes after an outpouring
The daily writing practice continues (I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s more practice than exercise.) I was a bit frustrated with it this morning. I think I need to change how I’m approaching it.
I’d like to introduce everyone to the new addition to my life — Kiera. (There are pictures behind the cut)
Okay — I lied about yesterday. Last night I finally started to feel better, so I did that day’s exercise.
No writing exercise today, I’m afraid. I got a burrito from the place just down the street last night, then spent most of the rest of the night purging it from my system. Am taking the day off — from work, from writing, from everything. Hope ya’ll are doing well though!
Today’s prompt was “Write about memories underfoot.” I didn’t feel like writing this morning. Wasn’t feeling creative at all. It was more of a journaling exercise than a writing exercise for me this morning — writing about what was literally under my feet, namely, my lovely winged back chair. I bought this chair when I
I continue to have problems writing. I’ve never had problems before, not ever. But I am now. (Yes, some of the problems are health related, and some of them are because of the massive amounts of stress I have in my life currently. But I’ve had health issues before, as well as stress, and I’ve
The good news is that I’m starting to write again. The bad news is, well, that I’m starting to write again.