Today’s adventure in novel writing felt like the childhood game of pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey. As soon as that thought landed, I felt transported to the land of fun. A moment before, and most of the last day or two before that thought, I wasn’t so sure. I confuse myself with all the ideas I allow to run freely across the pages, both when I’m writing and reading. I like experimental methods and modes of creation. Yesterday I printed the scene synopses in prim little boxes and cut them out. They represent what I’ve got so far in the modern part of my dual timeline novel. I’m not quite clear yet on how they weave together with the 19th century France part of the novel. Part of me wants to know exactly how this is going to work. Another part of me wants to believe it will all organically find its way. That…
Having a list of what to do next helps, but there’s still a matter of figuring out what it means to “list all the scenes that need to be cut,”
Like the kid who can’t keep the sand toys separated from the indoor toys, I get things all get mixed together. Instead of 4 neat notebooks, I’ve got 12… plus the sandbox.
We love books in our family and have opinions about titles. We sometimes sit around and toss out titles, or bad ad slogans.
Sunday was and is a day of rest, so even though I show up for Bootcamp today I have a more laid back feeling about it, ready for the rest part of the DIY retreat.
Writing is one more reason to make healthy choices when it comes to being active, and eating or drinking moderately. Those choices help me show up to write each day and keep my mind clear and focused.
…by framing my day as a writing retreat I’m building awareness of what I’m doing when I’m not doing what I said I’d be doing- writing the novel.
Book Finish Bootcamp kicked off on Wednesday…the middle of the week to untangle a muddle of a novel from the inside out.
She donned the gown like a girl playing dress-up and said, I’d love to dash through the halls of a palace quoting Shakespeare in this.
I’m not leaving it to memory–that faulty device–those things that make me laugh. We all need more laughter, laughing at ourselves and the ways our kids internalize what we think we taught them… Here’s a post I wrote over at MaMoMeMo, my blog for the month of May. https://mamomemo.com/2022/05/the-jesus-chicken/