Saturday Morning

I've spent the past three hours working on a fiction piece. A supernatural novel that is seeing a little light of day. It feels really good to flex those muscles after a week working on logistics for my day job. I look forward to these moments and a big chunk of time where I allow the story to come out. It's all very new and I'm trying hard not let the perfectionist side of my personality get in the way. What has spurred me on, believe it or not, is reading trashy novels. The stories are so over the top and so formulaic that I could see the next string of events before they actually happen. However, what I'm gleaning from this type of fiction is the fun factor. Those novels make me laugh, or pull at my heart strings in the most unexpected ways. Escapist fantasies. 

I keep telling myself I can write this novel because I want to create some of that escapist fantasy as I build this world, as I build these characters, as I build this story up from scratch. Today, I have a real sense of accomplishment. Today, I wrote another piece of the novel. Period. Tomorrow, I will have the morning to myself to write for a couple of more hours. It really helps me. It helps my brain shift out of the stresses of day to day living. It helps my emotional side shift out of that hunger for more that resides beneath my skin.  It helps my creative side find a little bit of breathing room to play. 

My writing group is meeting next month and I'm not sure I will have new pages to present but having that deadline helps me get past my objections to sit at my desk and write. Now that the day job is moving towards a hybrid work-model, I am trying to figure out a consistent way of working on this story since my schedule changes every day. I need to carve out time first thing in the morning. I just get swept up in the writing sometimes and I may actually forget I have to physically go to work. Ha! Will have to sort myself out on that front. 

Peace,

Lily