Ethereal
What were the key points of my day? Taking Destiny to the bus stop. Sleeping more. Feeding and tending Rachael. Streaming Marks performance at the Star Bar last Monday to my hard drive. Arguing with Brenda for hours about whether I was wrong to talk about my feelings in my journal that I hadnt talked to her about first. Eating ramen. Taking a nap with Debra. Having a more civil conversation with Brenda. Taking Debra out to dinner at Elmyr. Trying desperately to get some writing done on my NaNoWriMo novel while having the shit annoyed out of me by the kids. Video conferencing with Brenda. Snuggling with Debra a while. That was my day in a nutshell.
I feel like Im going to ax murder anyone else that distracts me from my writing by stressing me out. Im hell bent on finishing my 50,000 word NaNoWriMo novel before the month ends. If someone distracts me with something fun or at least isnt terribly tension inducing than I can jump straight back into writing and if I dont have time for something fun I can turn it down. With stressful shit, I cant turn away from it because Im not going to walk away from an argument without some kind of resolution and I cant exactly ignore it if my children are misbehaving as that wouldnt be terribly good parenting. Then, after I resolve whatever issues it takes me forever to release the pent up frustration and get my writing flowing again. Lately it seems like I cant go half an hour without something coming up to aggravate me.
Ive been really unhappy since coming back from Tampa. Part of it is missing the hell out of Brenda. Another part has been all the arguments she and I have been having over what to me is pretty trivial stuff. Another part is getting frustrated with my inability to get back into the writing groove I was in before I visited Tampa and fear that Im going to fail NaNoWriMo. Mostly, though, I just feel really disconnected from all the people I love. Its like being a ghosteven when I reach out it feels like I pass right through them.
I shouldnt feel this alone.
NaNoWriMo 2005, Day 9
This was another shitty day for writing. Two great banes of achieving decent word counts when working on NaNoWriMo are children and relationships, both of which conspired to allow me barely an hour and a half of writing time today. I only managed 1459 new words, making me fall even farther behind. Now Ill have to do 6971 words tomorrow to catch up, which will take me between six and eight solid hours of writing. Theres not much chance of that happening but I am going to shoot for at least three hours of writing time which should get me past my daily goal and take a bite out of my deficit. Ill definitely try to write as much as I can if I can manage to dodge being constantly being bothered. I also plan on taking the laptop out to Aurora if I can dig up a few spare dollars for a chai latte.
Word Count: 11,229 / 50,000
What were the key points of my day? Taking Destiny to the bus stop. Sleeping more. Feeding and tending Rachael. Streaming Marks performance at the Star Bar last Monday to my hard drive. Arguing with Brenda for hours about whether I was wrong to talk about my feelings in my journal that I hadnt talked to her about first. Eating ramen. Taking a nap with Debra. Having a more civil conversation with Brenda. Taking Debra out to dinner at Elmyr. Trying desperately to get some writing done on my NaNoWriMo novel while having the shit annoyed out of me by the kids. Video conferencing with Brenda. Snuggling with Debra a while. That was my day in a nutshell.
I feel like Im going to ax murder anyone else that distracts me from my writing by stressing me out. Im hell bent on finishing my 50,000 word NaNoWriMo novel before the month ends. If someone distracts me with something fun or at least isnt terribly tension inducing than I can jump straight back into writing and if I dont have time for something fun I can turn it down. With stressful shit, I cant turn away from it because Im not going to walk away from an argument without some kind of resolution and I cant exactly ignore it if my children are misbehaving as that wouldnt be terribly good parenting. Then, after I resolve whatever issues it takes me forever to release the pent up frustration and get my writing flowing again. Lately it seems like I cant go half an hour without something coming up to aggravate me.
Ive been really unhappy since coming back from Tampa. Part of it is missing the hell out of Brenda. Another part has been all the arguments she and I have been having over what to me is pretty trivial stuff. Another part is getting frustrated with my inability to get back into the writing groove I was in before I visited Tampa and fear that Im going to fail NaNoWriMo. Mostly, though, I just feel really disconnected from all the people I love. Its like being a ghosteven when I reach out it feels like I pass right through them.
I shouldnt feel this alone.
NaNoWriMo 2005, Day 9
This was another shitty day for writing. Two great banes of achieving decent word counts when working on NaNoWriMo are children and relationships, both of which conspired to allow me barely an hour and a half of writing time today. I only managed 1459 new words, making me fall even farther behind. Now Ill have to do 6971 words tomorrow to catch up, which will take me between six and eight solid hours of writing. Theres not much chance of that happening but I am going to shoot for at least three hours of writing time which should get me past my daily goal and take a bite out of my deficit. Ill definitely try to write as much as I can if I can manage to dodge being constantly being bothered. I also plan on taking the laptop out to Aurora if I can dig up a few spare dollars for a chai latte.
Word Count: 11,229 / 50,000
Yeah, the demands of "real life" outside of the creative workings going on in your mind can be a real obstacle to getting out the ideas in concrete, finished form. But, keep on writing!