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Late Night Thoughts

Posted in Craft Business, Writing, tagged , , , on May 22, 2014| 5 Comments »

Oh, the things I can get done in the dark hours when I know I don’t have to get up with the birds the next day.  I listen to the chime of the mantel clock strike a late hour as I’ve just finished producing, pricing, and recording a load of inventory for a drop at a gift shop that’s been waiting for my goods for three months.  If I were going to the day job tomorrow I’d have been in bed hours ago, probably tossing and turning with thoughts of how I could better spend my time.

The calendar flips its days, weeks and months to the finish line when I can say goodbye to the day job.  It’s all I can think about these days.  To spend time in this life exactly how I want to seems to be my purpose.  Nothing specific, just my whim.  How glorious that will be.

I’ve been avoiding writing lately, and I can’t really understand why.  It’s not that I don’t have time; I do have some, enough, yet I’ve been avoiding it.  Maybe it’s because that’s all I want to do, and the snippets of time afforded me only tease and torment.  Or maybe I don’t really want to write at all.  I haven’t figured it out yet.  But here I am in the silence of the night, fulfilled with what I accomplished without a solid bedtime, writing.

Day after tomorrow I’ll be going to the family cottage for the holiday weekend, and I’m taking my laptop with me.  Some of my family members might smirk at my bringing technology to the rustic nature of the cottage, but I’m not the only one bringing things to smirk at.  Enough said, eh Charlotte?  Perhaps I’ll find some time between roasting stale Peeps (a new delicacy Charlotte is going to try with Easter leftovers) and cleaning out boats and cottage rooms to return to my work in progress, rewriting/editing the first draft of the novel I wrote last November.

Such ramblings I have when I can relish the dark summer night.  Bear with me, for there may be more to come.  My blogging may take a turn, or continue to wane; one never knows.  I’m just getting in practice for that time when all I have to listen to is my whim.

Serene Muskie Bay

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Tonight

Posted in Writing, tagged , on April 14, 2014| 4 Comments »

I had a very busy weekend about which I could write, but I’m not in the mood. I have new crafting ideas about which I could write, but I’m not in the mood. I need to write blog posts, but I’m not in the mood.

There’s something about only doing something for which you’re in the mood. What could that thing be? What do I want to do after an introvert’s busy, people-filled weekend? What is that thing for which I’m in the mood?

I want to plug in Pandora, my Twinkle Bell station, and then I want to write.  Not about my weekend or crafting ideas or those things that would be of interest on a blog.  I want to write things I want to write. Write things no one will see. Maybe revise my novel-in-progress. I want to listen to the soothing music and write, write, write.

And I’m writing…about anything I want to…about nothing I don’t want to.

Until I fall asleep.

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Stir Crazy

Posted in Blogging, tagged , , , on March 10, 2014| 7 Comments »

My blogging life has pretty much come to a halt.  What’s with that?!  I don’t know if it’s cabin fever or a bona fide mental disorder.

Lord knows the cabin fever thing is valid.  All I do is stay home and go to work.  Go to work and stay home.  I’m pretty much a hermit anyway, but having weather and roads that make staying in a comfort and/or safety issue kind of limits my choices.  Apparently having the option of going somewhere or doing something outside the house or work has a tremendous impact on my mental state, whether I actually take advantage of those options or not.

Having a bona fide mental disorder is also valid, but we won’t get into that.

Truth be told I’ve lost my motivation, or so it feels to me.  Some people might look at my life and think I’m the most productive person in the world.  Some other people (hi, Charlotte) would go insane being as inert as I am.  I’ve slowed down to a crawl when it comes to my housekeeping and business endeavors, but when it comes to blogging?  I’ve stopped dead in my tracks.

I want to write, I want to blog.  I think there’s probably something churning inside as a result of the introverted/extroverted personality concept ~ a conflict of sorts.  I’m generally an introvert, but there’s an obvious extrovert in my life who has made an impact on my writing.  Her actions of late have made me want to clam up and hide the extroverted behavior of blogging.  Hey, I think I just figured it out!

Thing is, there are all sorts of reasons why my blogging has been so sluggish lately.  I want to write.  I want to blog.  I just don’t know what to say.

And so I trudge on…

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What Do You Do?

Posted in Everyday, tagged , on November 11, 2013| 4 Comments »

Last night I got a little sick of writing my NaNoWriMo novel thinking it was just too dreadful, going back and forth between chuck it and there’s plenty of time for editing.  Chuck it was winning.  For the first time I reread from the beginning what I have written so far.  Surprisingly it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was.  I didn’t bother with any editing (and there certainly has to be some a lot) but the main thing I was concerned about was the voice of my protagonist.  I want her voice to change slightly throughout, with her having a very different voice at the end of the story than when it started.  I don’t know if that’s going to actually happen or not, but I was satisfied to see her voice wasn’t all over the board only 15,000 words into the story.  My writing tends to come out differently with my changing moods, and I was afraid the tone of my story would reflect that and not have any continuity.  Listen to me, talking about protagonists and continuity.  I sound like a real writer!

Jane Austen was a writer. A real writer. But does the fact that she’s been published and that her works are considered classics make her more of a writer than I am? Well, sort of, I guess.

I’m still not on board with the whole “if you write you are a writer” thing, but it kind of makes sense.  If one plays the piano she is a pianist whether she does so professionally or not.  If I write then I am a writer.  It seems like people have different expectations when you tell them you are something.  That’s bugged me for a long time.  When people ask “what do you do?” how does one respond?  I cook, I clean, I write, I craft…the list can go on and on.  But when someone asks “what do you do?” they’re always referring to your profession, or how you earn your money.  For those of us who earn a living with a job we feel no passion for, that question can be annoying at the very least.  To a stranger or acquaintance we’re defined by our jobs and it’s only until someone gets to know us that we become more complex and interesting.  We could be interesting at the outset if we told strangers what we really do rather than how we earn money.

How great would it be if when asked “what do you do?” people answered with what they do to find joy in life rather than their profession.  If they answered “I’m a writer” because they keep a journal.  If they answered “I’m a baker” because they love the feel of flour on their hands.  We’d find out more about who that person is rather than how they earn money.  Or maybe we should change our initial question to “what do you like to do?”  

Right now I’m a writer.  It’s consuming a lot of my time, and whether it will eventually earn some money for me or not it is, among many other things, who I am.  Now, off I go to do that voodoo I do so well.*

* You don’t even have to do what you do well to claim it as what you do.  That’s the beauty of it all!

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Writing Furiously

Posted in Everyday, tagged , , , on November 8, 2013| 5 Comments »

Here’s the thing about furious writing – it isn’t good writing.  At least in my case it’s not.

I’ve kept up with writing my NaNoWriMo novel for seven days now.  My word count is above par, but only slightly.  The trickiest part of this write-a-novel-in-thirty-days thing is being able to ignore my inner critic.  I’m so tempted to put my furious writing on hold to do the editing that is so very necessary.  But editing comes later, or so they say.  I don’t know what will happen when I read my finished product at the end of thirty days.  Maybe I won’t even think it’s worth editing!

So that’s the question.  If I don’t edit as I go along will the story stink so much I won’t want to bother with it anymore?  Or will the raw story inspire me to work on the editing in the months following NaNoWriMo?  One thing I know for sure is if I stop to edit as I go along I’ll never get the whole story written by the end of the month.

I’m heading into a four-day weekend and have big plans for more furious writing as well as getting some things ready for an upcoming event at The Farmer’s Daughter next weekend and the Holiday at the Depot craft show on Thanksgiving weekend.  I found out the Depot show is going to be two days instead of one, so I want to be sure I’m prepared.

I kind of wish NaNoWriMo was in March.  I wouldn’t be so busy with the upcoming holiday season both on the personal and business levels.  I suppose there was a reason the NaNo gurus chose November but I haven’t figured that out yet.  Despite their seemingly unfortunate decision to use November I’ll plug away at my novel the best I can.

To all my NaNoWriMo friends out there, I hope you’re doing well and keeping up.  I’m rooting for you!  God have mercy on us all.

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