Something that I am is an olympic level procrastinator, and finding reasons to sit on my arse. The last few days have not been for writing, but I found myself having a little time before bed last night (mainly because I knew I wasn’t going to sleep quickly) so I got a little writing done. It helped in that half an hour later I was very ready for sleep, but I also got some words down. And, this morning I woke up with a major breakthrough on Homestead.
I’ve started from scratch with it, and have been taking it nice and steady, you know scene setting and so on. But it’s given me a little time for my impressively slow grey matter to process the feel I had for this story. It’s far from ground breaking, nor epic. I just know the story I’m going to tell. I’ve gone through two rough characters and a setting to two less rough characters, a setting, and now a story.
Giving myself time to allow this happen is something I know I need to do more.
Right, I’m gonna leave it there. I’ve got work today so I’m gonna get a few words cracked out before I have to think about getting ready.
Good morning! Yesterday I wrote 1105 words on my bounty hunter story. It’s nice having a 1st draft of this story done, and hopefully I’ve now got a fantastic feel for it and come the second draft I can get the theme and tone set throughout the whole of the story.
Something I’ve found, and I think I’ve said here before, is that I always have a better day when I get some word wrangling done before I start my day properly. Not very easy when I have an early like I do today, but we have to adjust to life as it comes.
As a rule if I’m working on a Sunday it’s a nine to ten hour day, and I’m not likely to get much done on those days. But that’s on me to figure out how I can do that. Today is going to be a test of that.
Right, that’s enough jabbering today. I hope you all have an awesome day.
Yesterday I ended up with a little over 1000 words, but as I was driving to work I’ve realised I need to put more tension and suspense into it. I think it’s a good foundation so far but I need that sense of uncertainty unknown into it. I think I can write the logistics of a scene well, but I need to add in that fear element. This sequence is one of the characters not knowing what is going on, and I need to make sure the reader gets that, and the risk factor in this part of the story.
That is something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately, working on the atmospherics of a story. I think some of my writing is a little too clinical and I’m not happy about that. I’m not sure how I can do this, but it’s something I’m thinking out.
Today, I’m going to have a busy one. No work, and I’ve got my great aunt coming over for dinner (we’re her bubble) and I’m looking forward to seeing her. I do want to get a good thousand words written well.
After some busy days I’ve got a lot to get done this morning. I’m going to spend half an hour editing after I’ve written this post and then it’s to work on other bits and pieces before midday.
I’ve already got a lot done, so it’s been productive so far.
This morning I have finally taken my desktop off my desk. It’s barely been working for months now and until I’ve got the money to get it looked at (which will be some time), it’s just taking up space. So I’m going to pop it into a cupboard until then. It is frustrating as its a good desktop and when it is working I use it a lot, but its not and I do still have the laptop so it’s not like it’s stopping me from working.
Right, that’s it for now. I’m going to crack on and see how much I can get done.
I have edited 10464 words on Penal Earth today. At the moment it’s more continuity, grammar and spelling, and searching for plot holes that I’m working on, but I think come the next edit of this one it’s going to be more about making the writing better, and getting depth of story and character into it. I know there are scenes where I can do better and as a general element I can make the writing better. There is still the odd scene that was written almost a decade ago, and I’ve come a long way since then.
I didn’t get anything done on Black Blood. I burnt myself out with Penal Earth today. I worked, then took a few hours off and when I sat back down, I just didn’t have the oomph.
For the rest of the day I’ve got a stack of bits and pieces to do. I’m going to sit down and write a to-do list of lots of little bits and pieces I’ve been meaning to do for a while and still haven’t got around to them. The problem is they’re nothing vitally important, mainly just filling a few bits and tidying up a wall unit. Nothing that’s going to take a lot of time, and will tidy the place up. I just need to remember to do it and make a little time to get it done.
Right, I’m wrapping this up now. I hope everyone is having a fantastic day!
Hey folks, 2770 edited on Penal Earth, the prep work I mentioned earlier is done, and next weeks writing writing rota is done. Now, I’m going to do some low impact bits and pieces and chill out a little.
I’ve not got a lot more I want to add for today. It’s just one of those days where I’ve got done what I wanted with writing and am looking forward to seeing how much of my targets I get done next week.
Today’s edits did include a scene that when I wrote it first time I had to walk around my garden for like half an hour, and each time I’ve edited it since I’ve had to take a moment. Today. It made me flinch and squirm a little but I didn’t need a break after that scene. I haven’t gutted the harshness from it, didn’t even change anything on it today, but I’ve read that scene so many times now I think I’ve become numbed to it!
Right, that said. I’m off. I hope you’re all having a pukka day!
Gooooooooood afternoon, folks! How are we all doing?
Yesterday I edited 10379 words on Penal Earth, and today I’ve got 9728 words edited.
I was going to hold off till next month to start on this edit and focus on three unfinished short stories the rest of this month, but when I started struggling to write I knew I had to do something to get myself back on track. I made a small start on Wednesday with 563 words edited. If I can do 10k or so a day, I’ll be done a week today. I’m not gonna bust my guts to get it done by then, I’m going to aim to have it done by the end of the month.
I did get in a situation where I was stuck on what to write. I couldn’t get my head around any of the three short stories that I wanted to work on and the story that is talking to me I’m not sure if I’m ready to work on it yet. I don’t want to just dive in and hope it works out, I think I’ve got a decent tale to tell in a setting that I think is going to be one I can play in for a few stories. So I want to think things out a little more before I just dive in.
Right, I’m going to wrap it up there. Good day’s process. I’m working a lot of making changes in my life so I’m happier in myself, and I think the changes are going to be a good start in moving forward.
Yesterday was not a good writing day. I felt a little down and normally writing can snap me outta it, but nada. I looked at three different short stories that I’m working on and nothing. I tried writing something new, but nothing came forth. So after about half an hour of trying I gave up. So I napped and watched The Simpsons.
After I’d showered and eaten though, a scene came to mind for a short story that I wrote years ago and am planning on rewriting. It was a piece of dialogue between two characters and it just kept growing. So I grabbed my laptop and wrote it out, 609 words. Then, although it was getting a little late I wanted to get some editing done on Penal Earth. I was going to wait till May to get started on this but that urge to do something was still there. I also think there was a little guilt as well at not being able to get anything done earlier in the day.
I always feel better when I’ve got work done. Okay, I still slept crappy but that’s just my life at the moment. But I woke up feeling ready to get a shit tonne done today. I’m not gonna go mad, and I’m gonna try something later that I haven’t done in ages and see how that goes but I do feel good right now. So I’m gonna work till about 10am and then get a few pieces around the house done and then I’ll see about doing a bit more with the words.
Right, I’m going to start with some editing. I’m not sure what I want to write that’s new this morning, so I’ll start with editing and see how I go.
Yesterday I wrote 336 words on a short story but also did a lot of research for the same short story, and I’ve come to the decision that I’m just gonna go balls to the walls and yet loose. I’m not going to worry about grounding it in reality. I’m just gonna try and make it batshit crazy.
I’m having trouble letting go when I write recently. Stephen King said in On Writing that you have to write like an orphan, or words to that effect. I was reminded of this when watching the film M.F.A. recently. At the end of the film there’s a line where it basically says art shouldn’t just preserve the beauty of life, but also the brutality. Make art uncomfortable. I love this message. So many of us grow up listening to music about good love, or films where everyone lives happily ever after.
Art is different for everyone. Some people thrive on the uncomfortable while others thrive on a good old romcom. Everyone is different and we embrace different things. For me, what I write, people will find uncomfortable. But some will find it fun. I can watch Saw movies with barely a flinch at the content, but watched The VVitch and The Ritual, made me squirm in my seat. But there are different degrees of being uncomfortable. Listening to the audiobooks of The Girl Next Door by Jack Ketchum and What Good Girls Do by Jonathan Butcher made me very uncomfortable. Even to the point where I had to stop listening to them. M.F.A. falls into that grouping. Although not as extreme as I Spit On Your Grave, it’s still a content matter that is not pleasant and when done wrong, without the respect the topic deserves it just makes a whole other level of horrific.
For films like The Vvitch and The Ritual, these made me uncomfortable because there’s a witchcraft/cult elements to them. An unknown factor that made me uncomfortable in a way I’d yet to experience. It’s something I’m still trying to put my finger on exactly why I find it uncomfortable.
Another book that made me uncomfortable is The Silence by Tim Lebbon. This one I had to stop listening to three times. It’s got a quiet brutality to it, one which I can see happening. There’s three distinct moments in The Silence which I could see myself being in that situation. Having to make an uncomfortable decision.
Not being scared to write things which people will be uncomfortable with or offended by is something I need to be better with. I’m not going to write something just because it’s shocking. I don’t think that works and people tend to see through things like that. I’ll strive to write what the story is asking for.
Right, speaking of writing it’s time to get a few hours done.
Rock on folks, never give up on that dream. Never let someone take it away or belittle it or you. Just keep going.