Between life and the muse wandering off, things creatively have been quiet. This morning however feels different. I don't mean that there is this sudden uncontrollable urge to put 5,000 words together, but... I think I hear the Muse tip-toeing back.
She creeps in on feet of gentle silence and pale fog. She waits in the calm peace of home. She whispers softly in the calm gaze of cats. Yes, she is definitely nearby.
I woke up this morning, stretched, winced and got up. Typical morning stuff. Not a thought of writing or anything like that in my mind. I made coffee, fed cats and did post-op exercises.So far so good. Then it hit... I wanted to go get Krispy Kreme donuts for all of us! WTF? Oh well, why not, right? It was fun dressing and quietly slipping out of the house whilst the troops slept. A short drive, no traffic and decent tunes on the radio. Fantastic. I end up getting a dozen donuts (okay I had a generous, weak moment) and headed home.
Funny the things that trigger creativity. Taylor Swift on the radio... followed by Nickleback. I dunno.. just sort of got me mentally relaxed I guess. A sense of peace as I snuck... well tried to sneak... back into the house. Husbands can smell donuts apparently even in a deep sleep.
I touched base with the household... a.k.a. informed the teenager of the donuts. Note to self: possible alarm clock message for teenager. Through all of this the whisper in the back of my mind strengthened to write. With second cup of coffee in hand I leaned against the front door frame and just looked at the misty silence that is rare on our street.
So, here I now sit, writing this post and smiling. Teenager is back in its den, husband has yet to re-stir himself and the cat has taken over the watching out the door, and I... I write this little thing. It's a start... again.
I dunno... I write these bits of things in the vague hope that they will help someone along their own writing journey, or more realistically because I want to write, even if it isn't my WIP.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Monday, July 16, 2012
Back on track...
Well, that was a fun break. Time to get writing again though. The past couple of days I've actually gotten work done on Restart. Amazing, I know.
It's been hard to get back in the swing though, with so much going on around me. First there was end of school year and camping. Followed by several doctors appointments and wondering when things would arrive from the East. Then there was... oye! I think we get the picture. Needless to say a good portion of those things are resolved. My house looks like I'm moving (though in or out is hard to tell) and I still have pending things but... I can write. Which means I've done all the outside stuff I can.
It's nice to get lost once more amoungst the streets of Seattle and in building this story. I forget how relaxing it is. Oddly, if I get nothing else done during the day, if I have made some progress on the story then I feel like I've done something good.
Dusk is falling as I write this. I look outside and see the growing purples of the evening and I am content. It wasn't much writing, only a page or so... but it was writing. In the end, that's what really counts.
As Scarlett O'Hara would say... "Tomorrow is another day."
It's been hard to get back in the swing though, with so much going on around me. First there was end of school year and camping. Followed by several doctors appointments and wondering when things would arrive from the East. Then there was... oye! I think we get the picture. Needless to say a good portion of those things are resolved. My house looks like I'm moving (though in or out is hard to tell) and I still have pending things but... I can write. Which means I've done all the outside stuff I can.
It's nice to get lost once more amoungst the streets of Seattle and in building this story. I forget how relaxing it is. Oddly, if I get nothing else done during the day, if I have made some progress on the story then I feel like I've done something good.
Dusk is falling as I write this. I look outside and see the growing purples of the evening and I am content. It wasn't much writing, only a page or so... but it was writing. In the end, that's what really counts.
As Scarlett O'Hara would say... "Tomorrow is another day."
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Notes on Camping
Every year we go on vacation, just hubby and I. This year we got to use the in-laws camper and stay at a KOA. While we take the laptops, we don't as a rule spend too much time on them. However, the writing bug bites where it will soo... I began to note briefly some of the more interesting events over the five days of vacation. I also began some vague sketches, but am just too tired and lazy to scan them and include them. Maybe later, however I have added in links to some of the interesting things as I could find them. In any event, what follows is a short summery of our advantures.
Camping - Five days of hilarity?
Day 1 - Setting up (Mon)
Arrived at about 1 pm. Camper went up fine. Getting the pilot light lit on the other hand took a bit more time. Two hours later mission accomplished. The awning was wet and slightly mildewed! We had a bit of a problen with the power and it looked like we weren't going to have heat until I went and looked at the box and realized we had to flip Both breakers on! Ate a late dinner of steak and beans and went to bed with heat!
Day 2 - Water water everywhere! (Tue)
OMG! Are you serious? Sitting outside this morning and noticed things dripping. Went in and looked in the tub thing and discovered that the fawcets had been turned on and the tub had like three inches of water in it! This of course soaked everything that had been stored in there! Spent morning hauling wet stuff out of it, draining the tub and in general bitching. Finally departed to explore town and get universal remote and shower shoes. Spent most of the day in Port Angeles, wandering, shoping and eating. Rescued a dragon, bought colored pencils and had fun. Returned late afternoon and went to the hot tub, then showers. Was joined in early evening by several caterpillars.
Day 3 - So far so good? (Wed)
Woke early to sunshine. Planning on going to rainforest and Hurrican Ridge today. However, ended up doing rainforest and Dungeness Spit instead. Both were totally awesome. No flaws or crazy escapades. Well.. sort of. Once more Dungeness Spit tried to foil us. Needed exact change.. only had a fiver. Tried to see if someone could break the fiver and ended up basically being snuck in..LOL. I have three small rocks from the Spit and got to stare into Canada. Oh! Saw a black slug in the rainforest! I mean pitch black! It was kewl looking!
Day 4 - Oh wow..(Thurs)
Today was.... amazing. We drove up to Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic National Forest. For half the drive up we were stuck behind this bloody tour bus, which to it's credit made fairly decent time but still. Once it pulled into a turn out we made better time. I wish I could describe the scenery on the drive up, but I REALLY had to keep my eyes on the road. We got to the visitors center and... and... I have no words for the sheer magnificense of the Olympics. Vast, regal, proud, free... the words are too small to encompass the sheer vastness of them. Due to what we wore and the snow we dared
not hike all the way to the top of the ridge. We saw black-tailed deer, some as close as a few feet. The drive back down the mountains was more of a coasting. I want to go back. Back at camp we found neighbors. Boo, hiss! Went to hot tub for a bit, then built a fire, roasted hotdogs and just relaxed. Tomorrow is last full day.
Day 5 - And the end... (Fri)
Woke up late-ish. Sun shining and warm. Today is the day to loaf about the camp site, which we did. Made pancakes, the last two eggs and the last piece of bacon. Later went to pool and hot tub. I kept my hair up so I didn't have to wash it again. Took some time to study how water moves. It's... advanced. After swimming, came back to camper and laid in the sun for a bit and studied the little pine tree by our site. Also saw more caterpillers. It's been a nice day, warm and sunny. It's evening now and the clouds are drifting in. Planning hot sandwiches for dinner and then to start the packing process. We depart tomorrow morning. It's been fun.
Day 6 - Home again, home again (Sat)
Rained like mad overnight, but stopped before dawn. Somewhere around 2 or 3 AM someone pulled into the spot next to us. They backed in. Huge camper thing. Noisy truck. All I could think of was "Please don't hit my car or this camper." They didn't and I went back to sleep. Finally got up at 7 ish and began packing. In the course of closing up the camper we saved three or four caterpillers! Yay! Got on the road by 10:45 ish. Didn't actually get into house though till 4:30 ish. Lunch with folks and a bit of shopping on the way home delayed us. House was still standing when we arrived.
Cats and child glad to see us. Lots of laundry and memories. Note to self, do this agin.. but without the floods and breakers and such.
Camping - Five days of hilarity?
Day 1 - Setting up (Mon)
Arrived at about 1 pm. Camper went up fine. Getting the pilot light lit on the other hand took a bit more time. Two hours later mission accomplished. The awning was wet and slightly mildewed! We had a bit of a problen with the power and it looked like we weren't going to have heat until I went and looked at the box and realized we had to flip Both breakers on! Ate a late dinner of steak and beans and went to bed with heat!
Day 2 - Water water everywhere! (Tue)
OMG! Are you serious? Sitting outside this morning and noticed things dripping. Went in and looked in the tub thing and discovered that the fawcets had been turned on and the tub had like three inches of water in it! This of course soaked everything that had been stored in there! Spent morning hauling wet stuff out of it, draining the tub and in general bitching. Finally departed to explore town and get universal remote and shower shoes. Spent most of the day in Port Angeles, wandering, shoping and eating. Rescued a dragon, bought colored pencils and had fun. Returned late afternoon and went to the hot tub, then showers. Was joined in early evening by several caterpillars.
Day 3 - So far so good? (Wed)
Woke early to sunshine. Planning on going to rainforest and Hurrican Ridge today. However, ended up doing rainforest and Dungeness Spit instead. Both were totally awesome. No flaws or crazy escapades. Well.. sort of. Once more Dungeness Spit tried to foil us. Needed exact change.. only had a fiver. Tried to see if someone could break the fiver and ended up basically being snuck in..LOL. I have three small rocks from the Spit and got to stare into Canada. Oh! Saw a black slug in the rainforest! I mean pitch black! It was kewl looking!
Day 4 - Oh wow..(Thurs)
Today was.... amazing. We drove up to Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic National Forest. For half the drive up we were stuck behind this bloody tour bus, which to it's credit made fairly decent time but still. Once it pulled into a turn out we made better time. I wish I could describe the scenery on the drive up, but I REALLY had to keep my eyes on the road. We got to the visitors center and... and... I have no words for the sheer magnificense of the Olympics. Vast, regal, proud, free... the words are too small to encompass the sheer vastness of them. Due to what we wore and the snow we dared
not hike all the way to the top of the ridge. We saw black-tailed deer, some as close as a few feet. The drive back down the mountains was more of a coasting. I want to go back. Back at camp we found neighbors. Boo, hiss! Went to hot tub for a bit, then built a fire, roasted hotdogs and just relaxed. Tomorrow is last full day.
Day 5 - And the end... (Fri)
Woke up late-ish. Sun shining and warm. Today is the day to loaf about the camp site, which we did. Made pancakes, the last two eggs and the last piece of bacon. Later went to pool and hot tub. I kept my hair up so I didn't have to wash it again. Took some time to study how water moves. It's... advanced. After swimming, came back to camper and laid in the sun for a bit and studied the little pine tree by our site. Also saw more caterpillers. It's been a nice day, warm and sunny. It's evening now and the clouds are drifting in. Planning hot sandwiches for dinner and then to start the packing process. We depart tomorrow morning. It's been fun.
Day 6 - Home again, home again (Sat)
Rained like mad overnight, but stopped before dawn. Somewhere around 2 or 3 AM someone pulled into the spot next to us. They backed in. Huge camper thing. Noisy truck. All I could think of was "Please don't hit my car or this camper." They didn't and I went back to sleep. Finally got up at 7 ish and began packing. In the course of closing up the camper we saved three or four caterpillers! Yay! Got on the road by 10:45 ish. Didn't actually get into house though till 4:30 ish. Lunch with folks and a bit of shopping on the way home delayed us. House was still standing when we arrived.
Cats and child glad to see us. Lots of laundry and memories. Note to self, do this agin.. but without the floods and breakers and such.
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Break-through?
For a while now I've been "stuck" as far as making real progress with Restart. Oh I've prodded and dabbled with dialog in some sections, but no"brilliant" ideas.
It's the serial killer aspect. My mind doesn't work that way. I know this. I've been researching and reading and thinking about it for months. Frankly I wasn't getting anywhere, but as it's a fairly large section of the story I felt it rather important to make some sort of progress toward it; which I hadn't.
Yesterday, just before I had to actually stop playing around and get ready to go earn a paycheck I took a last shot at it. Actually, I decided to see what a timeline of it might look like. Don't know why I didn't think of doing that before.. I'll chalk it up to grief. In any event, so I start with the timeline thing ad it brought up an interesting question in an interesting way... what is the "average" number of victims for a serial killer and how often?
Back to the web I go.. but its a vague question and I'm really no further than I had been. Again I realize that I just don't understand enough about serial killers to do one justice. As I sat there frustrated a thought drifted through my mind... wish there was a template for one...
Ahhhhhhhhhh....
It's the serial killer aspect. My mind doesn't work that way. I know this. I've been researching and reading and thinking about it for months. Frankly I wasn't getting anywhere, but as it's a fairly large section of the story I felt it rather important to make some sort of progress toward it; which I hadn't.
Yesterday, just before I had to actually stop playing around and get ready to go earn a paycheck I took a last shot at it. Actually, I decided to see what a timeline of it might look like. Don't know why I didn't think of doing that before.. I'll chalk it up to grief. In any event, so I start with the timeline thing ad it brought up an interesting question in an interesting way... what is the "average" number of victims for a serial killer and how often?
Back to the web I go.. but its a vague question and I'm really no further than I had been. Again I realize that I just don't understand enough about serial killers to do one justice. As I sat there frustrated a thought drifted through my mind... wish there was a template for one...
Ahhhhhhhhhh....
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