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Jun. 25th, 2014 05:44 amI feel like my other blog has become a dumping ground for all my TTC thoughts. Which, considering we have just been closing up a cycle and hopping from foot to foot, wondering what it will be, have been a lot lately. I kind of hate the last few days, waiting for the cycle to finally end, for the period to show, or for a damn stick to turn positive. There's a point you pass where it becomes exponentially less likely that the cycle could have worked, but until the blood flows, you harbor hope. This time can stretch much longer than it ever should and that hope, no matter how tiny and no matter how much you try to squish it, lingers like a bad cold.
Speaking of which. *sneeze* I can finally sleep (mostly) through the night, which has been amazing, but I'm still congested and sneezy and have a sore throat most mornings. I know it'll just take time. Aaaand probably some nights where I get more than 5 hours sleep. No, D&D on Monday night was a good idea. I swear.
I ran Monday morning for the first time in forever and of course went further than I should have, considering said lingering cold. BUT. I desperately needed it and it was one of those amazing, mind-opening experiences they claim only drugs can give you. I finished up GW last week and sent it off to betas and had been flailing about for another story. I really wanted to work on something new - I'm a bit tired of reworking old things and not getting to play around as much. But then! It was like the gods responded to my silent pleas and on the run I went from having a bare sketch of two characters to a full world, a character ensemble, culture, and - most importantly - plot. It was just. It was just amazing.
Those are the moments I treasure, as a writer. Those are the moments I feel like the universe is nodding in my direction, acknowledging that I like to fancy myself a story-teller. I so needed that acknowledgement, too, what with all the TTC unknowns and failures and the months and months of rejections for MA and the increasingly longer days at work.
So I'm going to try and do this NaNo-style. Headfirst and headlong, as fast as possible, as sketchy as possible. Draft zero is always an exercise in discovery, and it's the most exciting part. Fuck if I know what's going to happen or where this will ultimately lead. Since it's fantasy and I can already feel this story running long, I'm going to aim to be done with this first draft by my birthday, with maybe a more realistic goal of the end of September. This will be at least as long as MA, which was 125k, if not a bit longer. But at least 100k in the first draft - I tend to expand and make sense of things later. I'm aiming for at least 1k a day, preferably a ton more, and playing with signing up for Camp NaNoWriMo in July. Just having some sort of daily accountability would help a lot, especially when this starts to get stale.
Anyone else doing Camp NaNo? I could use some fellow writers down in the trenches with me. :)
Speaking of which. *sneeze* I can finally sleep (mostly) through the night, which has been amazing, but I'm still congested and sneezy and have a sore throat most mornings. I know it'll just take time. Aaaand probably some nights where I get more than 5 hours sleep. No, D&D on Monday night was a good idea. I swear.
I ran Monday morning for the first time in forever and of course went further than I should have, considering said lingering cold. BUT. I desperately needed it and it was one of those amazing, mind-opening experiences they claim only drugs can give you. I finished up GW last week and sent it off to betas and had been flailing about for another story. I really wanted to work on something new - I'm a bit tired of reworking old things and not getting to play around as much. But then! It was like the gods responded to my silent pleas and on the run I went from having a bare sketch of two characters to a full world, a character ensemble, culture, and - most importantly - plot. It was just. It was just amazing.
Those are the moments I treasure, as a writer. Those are the moments I feel like the universe is nodding in my direction, acknowledging that I like to fancy myself a story-teller. I so needed that acknowledgement, too, what with all the TTC unknowns and failures and the months and months of rejections for MA and the increasingly longer days at work.
So I'm going to try and do this NaNo-style. Headfirst and headlong, as fast as possible, as sketchy as possible. Draft zero is always an exercise in discovery, and it's the most exciting part. Fuck if I know what's going to happen or where this will ultimately lead. Since it's fantasy and I can already feel this story running long, I'm going to aim to be done with this first draft by my birthday, with maybe a more realistic goal of the end of September. This will be at least as long as MA, which was 125k, if not a bit longer. But at least 100k in the first draft - I tend to expand and make sense of things later. I'm aiming for at least 1k a day, preferably a ton more, and playing with signing up for Camp NaNoWriMo in July. Just having some sort of daily accountability would help a lot, especially when this starts to get stale.
Anyone else doing Camp NaNo? I could use some fellow writers down in the trenches with me. :)
