Productive Day

Today I stuck to my routine! In the morning I sat at my computer and revised the first scene of my novel. Each revision gets a little easier. I did my first reading last Tuesday at writing group. I received really positive feedback. But reading it aloud I found it a little complicated and perhaps convoluted. I threw in a few too many names right away without giving a proper introduction. Thus revision feels clearer and a bit more fun too.

So the first revision was 615ish and this one is 732. It’s actually gone back to the word count of a previous draft but with way more detail and character.

Today’s wordcount: let’s say 851

Easy does it

Today was a little calmer. I’m still without my laptop and it’s more than a little infuriating. My mum’s very kindly loaned me some money and I ordered a shiney new laptop a couple hours ago. 

Today I wrote a little post about a quilt I made for my niece’s second birthday. Actual numbers are less than accurate as the mobile app does not display a wordcount. 

Today’s approximate wordcount: 308

A Cautious Admittance 

So I just noticed that the last few blogs I’ve written have been to do with my mental health. I think this means I need to do more than simply writing to do lists.

I can plan to my hearts content but the reality is i’ve got a hell of a lot of events coming up. I’m not sure I have a quiet period til christmas.

Oh Lordy, Christmas! That’s another mountain to climb. 

I’m writing this on my phone as my Chromebook has decided to shut down at random intervals. It’s where I tend to do most of my writing. I don’t dare now for fear of losing passages mid-sentance. 

Today’s wordcount: 436, mostly the newsletter for work

A Bit Of a Catch-Up

I have been somewhat overwhelmed of late. My calendar is full and my mind won’t stay still. I find posting relaxing. It gives me a chance to collect my thoughts and process the day. There are times when my anxiety does not want me to take account of my days. I’m afraid that if I stop and think for a moment all those worries will come crashing down and engulf me.

So I keep on going, full speed ahead until I crash head first into a brick wall. I am attempting to circumnavigate the eventual injury by ensuring I keep to my routine. Alarms are reset, to do lists re-written time will not run riot over my days.

 

Word count for the last few days: 1,168

 

 

The Wonder Of To Do Lists

Today is the first in a long time in which I have had nothing planned through the day. Last night I wrote a really strong to do list. the things I was avoiding don’t seem quite so daunting written down.  After a bit of a lie in I checked the master list, then wrote a to do today list, picking out the most pressing tasks, ordering a cheque book, paying bills etc.

I also got the chance to sit down for a good couple of hours and revise the opening of my novel. It’s my piece to read aloud for the writing group tomorrow. Super nervous but also excited.

Today’s Wordcount: 830

…And Breathe

My week has been a whirlwind of activity. I cannot think of a single day in which I  had time to rest, never mind write!

I can feel my mind becoming overloaded. Manic bursts of energy followed by pure exhaustion. Days rush past with unnatural speed. Tight cracking jaw,  the frustrating insistence of a tension headache. Thoughts rush with anxious urgency then vanish with the next task. Pin pricks of guilt. Forgotten obligations.

I need space.

I need silence.

 

The Hook?

Back to writing group tonight. The homework this week was to write a ‘hook’. I am supposed to make the reader irresistibly hooked within the first couple of sentences. The tutor told said to make it as shocking as we wanted.

I am being ever so brave and bringing in the first paragraph of my novel. I fiddled with it a bit today and swapped scenes around to have the reader jump straight into the action.

Wish me luck

Today’s Word-count: 142

Just A Little Writing

I woke up several times in the night with a swollen throat and the beginnings of migraine. 

The migraine hit in full force this morning. I didn’t manage to get out of bed until around one in the afternoon. I scribbled a few words down, but I don’t know if they’ll even make it into my novel. 

Today’s wordcount: 130

Being An Aunt

Yesterday consisted solely of running around after my niece. She is flipping adorable. We had the best day together. It consisted of throwing food about the place, reading books, going to the park, singing songs, rolling around on the bed,  signing along with Mr Tumble, chasing cats, running around in a circle and two really good snuggly naps. After that, I fell into a bath and had a hell of an early night.

Today I wrote the newsletter for Crafty, It felt easier to write this week, less stressful. I actually managed to complete it within an hour.

Today’s Wordcount: 203

 

Write What You Know

I wrote a little more of my novel, thus far I am around eight hundred words into the ‘final revision’. I really hope I speed things up or I’ll be finishing this when I’m a pensioner.  I also wrote up the description of an asthma attack. It’s father pleasingly one hundred words.

A stabbing pain shoots across my shoulder blades, I press them down giving my lungs space to expand. I push my rib cage out as far as it will go, drag in all the air I can. It is thin and next to useless in my failing lungs. A wet gurgle sounds, I feel it more than hear it. An uncomfortable restriction in the base of my left lung. Another coughing fit racks my body. They’ve gotten quieter my throat weak and raw. The inhaler eases my breath but it’s not long before the sorry process starts all over again.

 

Today’s Wordcount: 288