writing practice
This morning was a good session. The writing prompt was “Writing about an evening meal.” I ended up continuing the Alice and Tom story, where she asks him for his help. It was writing, not just words.
Ramblings
Writing practice
Woke up *tired* this morning. I’d set an alarm so I would have plenty of time to write if I really got into something (instead of just sleeping until I woke up.) Writing more than 30 minutes turned out to be wishful thinking on my part. I’m exhausted. Am going back to bed after this
Writing practice
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
Writing prompt
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
Writing practice
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.
Addition
I’d like to introduce everyone to the new addition to my life — Kiera. (There are pictures behind the cut)
writing exercises
Okay — I lied about yesterday. Last night I finally started to feel better, so I did that day’s exercise.
No exercise today
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!