I finished a rough draft of Chapter 8 and will be bringing it in to writing group tonight. I am sitting here reminding myself that it’s all right for it to be a rough draft right now. I am aware of the glaring holes. And I have to temper myself otherwise I’ll rush in too soon to fix it and then make a bigger mess. So…I will wait. Let the new lines…the new direction of the story…gel up before I try to reconstruct them into something else. Ergh! Does any of this make sense? Gosh I hope so. Cause at this very moment, I’m finding it difficult to communicate in the written form. Perhaps I should try symbology or hieroglyphics to get my point across.
It’s a windy day in Nu Yawk Sitty but I’m a-liking it. While people are bundling themselves tighter into their wooly coats…I am walking around with a smile on my face. Windy days are great for clearing the cobwebs. The moody blues that have been weighting me down the past week have dissipated the last two days. I feel lighter and brighter. There is something about clean, crisp air that wakes me right up.
It reminds me of when I lived in Oswego. The college was right by Lake Ontario so we would get this amazing burst of cold air coursing through the campus. Yummy. I would take my red bike and pedal through town as fast as I could go. That was fun and I miss having a bicycle. Then again, I’m not sure how safe I would be riding alongside NYC traffic. Eeek! I don’t think a rinky-dink bell would save me from the likes of NY cabbies who don’t like sharing the road. Ah, I digress. That’s a conversation for another day. Anyway…that’s all I’ve got for today.
Peace,
L~
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Thursday, January 19, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
One foot out the door
It’s the Friday before a long weekend and I am feeling antsy. I want to get moving, I want to get going but I am sitting here waiting. At the moment, there is nothing immediate that needs to be done. I could work on my writing but I’m covering phones today. I can’t take the constant interruption without wanting to rip someone’s head off. So the writing will have to wait.
I brought the latest chapter into my writing group yesterday. The feedback they gave me was on point. They brought up the places where they felt there was something missing or that needed to be reworked. My second main character is too similar to my protagonist and now I am trying to figure out how to make her voice more distinctive. What I have in my head isn’t quite translating out onto the page yet. I’m not frustrated about it… just trying to work it out. Ergh. Means reworking chapter 7 again. *rubbing my face off*
I’m still working on finishing up Chapter 8. I spent some time yesterday researching 2nd degree burns, what’s considered extensive and life threatening and the complications that arise. I managed to add another 200 words to the chapter. It’s something.
I can’t stop thinking about this story. My brain is filled with images and scenes of things to come and I jot down a sentence or a couple of lines to remind me later. I’ve resorted to jotting notes on index cards and scrap paper. Not really a good method since I’ll look at the notes later and need to decipher what my cryptic messages mean. There is a fine balance between writing too fast and writing too slow. I don’t want to lose what’s coming up but if I rush through then it’s about having to fill it out later. Goodness. Am I griping? ‘Cause it’s starting to sound that way. Okay I think that’s where I’ll stop for the day.
It’s a windy, rainy day and I have one foot out the door. Just have 2.5 more hours before I can go.
Peace,
L~
Go Giants!!
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2011 Liliana Almendarez unless indicated otherwise. All Rights Reserved. Any downloading, copying or use of images on this website is strictly prohibited without express written consent by Liliana Almendarez.
I brought the latest chapter into my writing group yesterday. The feedback they gave me was on point. They brought up the places where they felt there was something missing or that needed to be reworked. My second main character is too similar to my protagonist and now I am trying to figure out how to make her voice more distinctive. What I have in my head isn’t quite translating out onto the page yet. I’m not frustrated about it… just trying to work it out. Ergh. Means reworking chapter 7 again. *rubbing my face off*
I’m still working on finishing up Chapter 8. I spent some time yesterday researching 2nd degree burns, what’s considered extensive and life threatening and the complications that arise. I managed to add another 200 words to the chapter. It’s something.
I can’t stop thinking about this story. My brain is filled with images and scenes of things to come and I jot down a sentence or a couple of lines to remind me later. I’ve resorted to jotting notes on index cards and scrap paper. Not really a good method since I’ll look at the notes later and need to decipher what my cryptic messages mean. There is a fine balance between writing too fast and writing too slow. I don’t want to lose what’s coming up but if I rush through then it’s about having to fill it out later. Goodness. Am I griping? ‘Cause it’s starting to sound that way. Okay I think that’s where I’ll stop for the day.
It’s a windy, rainy day and I have one foot out the door. Just have 2.5 more hours before I can go.
Peace,
L~
Go Giants!!
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2011 Liliana Almendarez unless indicated otherwise. All Rights Reserved. Any downloading, copying or use of images on this website is strictly prohibited without express written consent by Liliana Almendarez.
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Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Word count...up
Hmmm, been working on chapter 8 today. Added 1,389 words to this new story line for a total of 1,557 words. Yes, counting words helps me keep track of the growing progress of this novel. There are still more chapters that haven’t been touched by revisions yet but wondering now if they are going to fit with these new material.
Eventually, will need to skim further pages to see if the older material can be salvaged and repurposed in with the new material. ergh. Square peg…round hole…pushing hard…doesn’t seem to want to go in. Must find a way to make it fit. Hehehe. No, not really. Just need to look at the work, see what can be used and what can be scrapped.
Brain feels a bit fried today. Grey cloudy day, foggy brain. Everyone seems to be sick with a head cold/ sinus infection/ hacking cough/ plague lately. Trying not to get sick by ducking every time I hear someone cough or sneeze. Grrr…my throat is starting to hurt. Psychosomatic much? Perhaps. Off I go… in search of a much needed cup of hot tea.
Peace,
L~
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2011 Liliana Almendarez unless indicated otherwise. All Rights Reserved. Any downloading, copying or use of images on this website is strictly prohibited without express written consent by Liliana Almendarez.
Eventually, will need to skim further pages to see if the older material can be salvaged and repurposed in with the new material. ergh. Square peg…round hole…pushing hard…doesn’t seem to want to go in. Must find a way to make it fit. Hehehe. No, not really. Just need to look at the work, see what can be used and what can be scrapped.
Brain feels a bit fried today. Grey cloudy day, foggy brain. Everyone seems to be sick with a head cold/ sinus infection/ hacking cough/ plague lately. Trying not to get sick by ducking every time I hear someone cough or sneeze. Grrr…my throat is starting to hurt. Psychosomatic much? Perhaps. Off I go… in search of a much needed cup of hot tea.
Peace,
L~
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2011 Liliana Almendarez unless indicated otherwise. All Rights Reserved. Any downloading, copying or use of images on this website is strictly prohibited without express written consent by Liliana Almendarez.
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