A Wee Surprise

Well, wonders will never cease but I actually opened up my manuscript this evening to write when, unbelievably, I discovered that I have actually added to my wee novel!  (despite my pop tune infused declarations) A good 500 or so words, no less, and I have no recollection of when I wrote them!  I remember the continuation of the plot but I don't remember actually writing them.

Reading over the little material I have written I was pleasantly surprised.  It reads quite well for a draft.  Long may it continue.  And so I did and have written a little more of my little story which has just breached the 2000 word mark.

Not exactly a novel but it's progress!

I've been in touch with the co-ordinator of the writing course I didn't enroll in and she invited me along regardless of the fact that I wasn't able to attend the first couple of sessions...with a reduced fee of course.  It isn't anything particularly formal and it would be good as a first taste so I may as well try it.  Hopefully hubby will be on hand for the babysitting!

Right.  Might go back and try and chuck another few hundred words in before bed ;o)

Love Story

I am ashamed to admit that I currently have this song on repeat.  I fancy my music tastes as being somewhat catholic but in being so, they encompass such pop tunes as this one by Taylor Swift.  I might take this opportunity to state that I am far too OLD to have this song on repeat but nevertheless, I can't deny enjoying this one as I type.

Ok, I've changed it to Eliza Dolittle.

I've been contemplating fibbing on this blog and pretending that I've done some writing.  I haven't.  But I am still ludicrously busy.  Every day I think about my wee novel and every day I commit myself more and more to it without actually giving the damn thing any substance. Hmph.

But I'm gonna pack up my troubles in my old kit bag and bury them beneath the sea, I got some writing to do and I'm doing that writing for free!

Not Sign Up...That Was The Outcome

Well, I didn't sign up to the National Novel Writing Month.  I figured it was ridiculously time-consuming for the mother of a 6 month old baby....I would never complete it.  Considering I haven't written a word since my last post, I don't think I'll be writing 50,000 of the damn things in a 4 week time frame! 50 must be a magic number because it is also the cost of the wee creative writing course I was looking into (and subsequently decided not to enroll).  I suppose it's about knowing your limits.  At this moment in time I am currently 'across the water' at the in-laws' home (by 'across the water' I mean that we've had to take a flight!), the day after we return we have more relatives to stay and after they leave we have a few days before I take another jet plane with my daughter to visit her grand-father...my dad.  (He's a blog topic in his own right so we won't go there).

As you can imagine, such a jet-setting lifestyle isn't conducive to writing.  By writing I mean my little novel but obviously I can find a little moment to top up this blog!  I'm starting to see a running theme in these blog posts...

My husband is obviously with me on this little jaunt.  We took a walk into the city this afternoon and I found some fabulous little snippets of inspiration for my novel.  I was quite excited but anxious that I would forget them so I took some photos as reminders on my phone.  I felt quite pleased with myself...my own personal shorthand, photographs.

Isn't it cute that I'm desperately trying to maintain anonymity? Sure haven't I already revealed my sex, marital status and that I have a daughter and this only the third post?  Sheesh, by post six you'll know my medical records!

It's Half Eleven at Night...Again

It's half eleven at night...again and I've not written a word in days!  I spend alot of my day daydreaming of the few precious hours after my daughter has gone to bed that I can spend writing and here I am, once again, having seen them squandered on faffing about on the internet!  This time it was looking up 'Creative Writing' courses and competitions.  Hilarious.  Not only am I writing about writing (or the lack of) but I am looking up courses and competitions that I could do/enter for the non-writing I am doing.  (Or not.  I have now confused myself.)

Is it fear?  Is it some subconscious fear of failure? Or am I just too effin' lazy to put in the effort?  Time will tell I suppose.  I mean to keep up this blog but who knows?  I should take this unfortunate pause to tell you that this is not the first blog I have begun and then discarded under many a pseudonym.

*Sigh*

Well I have an excrutiatingly early start tomorrow and really need to catch at least some of those 40 winks everyone raves about.  I leave you with the question 'To sign up or not sign up?' (that is the question)

National Novel Writing Month

First Post

I want to write.

So here I am, like millions of others, blogging. And like so many others, I've set up a standard web based blog, last thing at night and probably posting something a little substandard just because I can! I'm doing it late at night because since my 5 month old went to bed I've been running around trying to get 'stuff' done in that blissful window of freedom from the little tyrant.

Of course, 'stuff' is anything and nothing. Which is precisely what I have been doing for the last 3 hours or so.

This blog is for fun, for practice, maybe for my sanity but it is also for me to write about writing. (How quaint, eh? To be writing about writing...) In my list of 50 Things To Do Before I Turn 50, writing a book ranks quite high. So I decided to do as the Americans say. Make like Nike and 'Just Do It'.

Hope I don't bore the pants off you.