Today, I was unable to hit my 15-page quota, my muse hit the snooze button on me. I managed eight pages and hit a bit of a wall. As I was writing, I was hit with a big wave of emotion. There I was typing and crying through the scene. Yes, the scene actually made me cry. Big tears streaming down my face, while tip-tapping on my keyboard. And then it stopped. Just like that. Both the emotion and the words...stopped. Screeching halt. Completely blank. I thought I could force the continuation of the scene even without the emotion but then I felt like I was slogging through the scene, trying to force the words, trying to force the scene and neither worked. Bummer! I tried to go back and figure out where it went pear-shaped but I couldn't figure out what line/what made the words stop. I took a deep breath and left it there. Sometimes you just have to know when to let go.
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Monday, February 19, 2018
Sunday, February 18, 2018
Muse - part deux
Day two: My muse was hard at work writing every line today. I managed to get most of it down. I'll need to read it back eventually but not yet. Today my muse gave me eighteen pages. I thought I would try for 30 pages but my creaky back won't cooperate. I left a note to myself on the last line of what might be next but that might change between now and when I wake up tomorrow morning.
I'm also trying to line up some references for this application. I'm hoping that I'll hear back on Monday if I can use their names/contact. I'm hopped up on the flow of creative juices. I'm not sure what to do next but feeling very satisfied with my progress. Ooo did I just jinx myself. Nah! I'm good. I'm going to make myself some Earl Grey Tea and break open one of the new books I've bought last night. I need something light and refreshing to cleanse the palate. Not sure if I have a book title that fits the bill quite yet.
Last thing I wanted to mention: I had a dream that I had a porcupine resting in my arms and I was petting it's quills. At one point, the porcupine began to let go of its quills because it didn't want to be in my arms anymore. But I kept him in place, passing my hand over it's quills. It was important to keep him in my arms to pet him. Don't ask me why...it was a strange dream. Anyway, the quills would enter the flesh of my arms creating this sharp sensation of pain and pleasure. At one point I had one of the quills under my chin and when I yanked it, the barbed effect of the quill ripped the flesh into a bigger wound. I woke up with a start, touching my chin and arms to see if any quills were left behind. Hmmm. Interesting, right?
Okay, that's all I have for tonight. With a curtsy I bid you adieu.
L~
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I'm also trying to line up some references for this application. I'm hoping that I'll hear back on Monday if I can use their names/contact. I'm hopped up on the flow of creative juices. I'm not sure what to do next but feeling very satisfied with my progress. Ooo did I just jinx myself. Nah! I'm good. I'm going to make myself some Earl Grey Tea and break open one of the new books I've bought last night. I need something light and refreshing to cleanse the palate. Not sure if I have a book title that fits the bill quite yet.
Last thing I wanted to mention: I had a dream that I had a porcupine resting in my arms and I was petting it's quills. At one point, the porcupine began to let go of its quills because it didn't want to be in my arms anymore. But I kept him in place, passing my hand over it's quills. It was important to keep him in my arms to pet him. Don't ask me why...it was a strange dream. Anyway, the quills would enter the flesh of my arms creating this sharp sensation of pain and pleasure. At one point I had one of the quills under my chin and when I yanked it, the barbed effect of the quill ripped the flesh into a bigger wound. I woke up with a start, touching my chin and arms to see if any quills were left behind. Hmmm. Interesting, right?
Okay, that's all I have for tonight. With a curtsy I bid you adieu.
L~
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2018 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.
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Muse at Full Alert
It's an overcast day on this cold Saturday afternoon in February. Brrr. I'm sitting at my desk and I showed up to the page today. What does that mean? I have a deadline and instead of watching tv or cleaning, I chose to write. Full on. I spent the morning writing and came out with quite a few pages. I won't attach a value to it...good, bad, shitty first draft. Instead, I'm grateful for the quiet space to be able to get it done.
I'm working on a play. I'm trying to get a playwriting fellowship with a theater. This piece that I need to submit has to be 60 pages. And it's due on March 1st. Yesterday I wrote 1.5 pages at work when I had a quiet moment. I emailed the words to my personal account and opened up that bad boy this morning and went to town. I managed 14 pages today. I'm glad the submission does not have to be a finished product otherwise I would have found every excuse under the sun not to even try.
Perhaps these deadlines help get me out of my stalling tactics. Now I'm in a straight up panic, writing as quickly as i can to get the idea down before my muse decides to flee the scene. Poor thing. She's been so neglected for so long that she's like a starving artist coming up to a feast. She wants me to keep writing but I need a break. I spent five hours working and now I need to take a long walk in the city to get my blood circulating again.
Just needed to write this quick entry first. All for now.
Peace,
L~
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2018 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'm working on a play. I'm trying to get a playwriting fellowship with a theater. This piece that I need to submit has to be 60 pages. And it's due on March 1st. Yesterday I wrote 1.5 pages at work when I had a quiet moment. I emailed the words to my personal account and opened up that bad boy this morning and went to town. I managed 14 pages today. I'm glad the submission does not have to be a finished product otherwise I would have found every excuse under the sun not to even try.
Perhaps these deadlines help get me out of my stalling tactics. Now I'm in a straight up panic, writing as quickly as i can to get the idea down before my muse decides to flee the scene. Poor thing. She's been so neglected for so long that she's like a starving artist coming up to a feast. She wants me to keep writing but I need a break. I spent five hours working and now I need to take a long walk in the city to get my blood circulating again.
Just needed to write this quick entry first. All for now.
Peace,
L~
All artwork, photos, and text © Copyright 2008-2018 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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