I’ve got two words for you: false starts. No matter how many different starts I attempt on my “river” story, it all sucks to me. I know I have the ability. I just can’t seem to get going on this one. The one thing I miss about writing is my old routine. Late at night,…
There's something to be said for a rainy day like today. It makes me want to do nothing more than nap under a wool blanket. But I have been productive today, regardless. One more week to pass and then we start looking at condos. These model suites we've been viewing have been sort of depressing,…
The more I try to plan out my latest story, the more questions I seem to come up with. More and more back story seems to arise, endless questions and 'rules' of this world I'm creating that I seem to be losing my way. I guess it's because I've been out of practice for so…
The more I try to plan out the plot for my new story, the more questions I seem to come up with. I'm trying to create the backstory upon which the entire story will be based; the rules of this new world, and trying to come up with a way to weave both into the…
Today was a non-writing day. I’ve been feeling guilty when Chris comes home and asks me what I did during the day and all I say is I did some writing. I mean, he hasn’t said anything. He hasn’t complained. And every night, he encourages me to write, either on my daily pages or on…
I've had a penpal since seventh grade. We've kept in contact, first writing letters then via email every few weeks. One summer, he even flew up from New York and we had one of our infamous Mom's-out-of-town parties. Yesterday, I emailed him to check-in and see how his wedding plans are going. He mentioned he…