For those of you who don’t know, yesterday was the first day of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). I am attempting to participate with my current WIP. The challenge is to write 50k words in the month of November. This would really get me close to a full draft. I have been procrastinating the last 3/4ths of my story. My first quarter is pretty strong, and has been for a while. The rest of the story, not so much. There is a decent amount written, but I have changed the subplots so many times that I am basically starting fresh. Hence that outline.
Did I write anything yesterday? Sure did. But first, let me tell you everything I got done before sitting down to write (It was my day off yesterday). Let me say, the house is sparkling. I think I did every chore under the sun, even some more obscure ones like cleaning out the fridge. Then I studied for a solid two hours (teaching myself another language). Then, finally at around noon, I sat down to write. On and off till about 10pm. I got a little over 3k words, which is good but not great. I need to average 1667 words a day to reach 50k. And there are some days were writing is just not going to happen this month. Thanksgiving, a trip to the city one day, a concert coming up. I am hoping this weekend I can knock out 10k so I can get a good head start. As long as I can stay ahead, I think I will be able to do it. It is the catching up part I struggle with, and it could cause my writing to become sloppy.
On a side note I’ve had some pretty rocking music to listen to while working. My Mom made me a ‘Happy Songs’ playlist on Spotify. I had requested that she compile a list of songs for me that just sounded happy. The words don’t necessarily have to follow suit, but I wanted something to put me in a good mood/give me a bit of nostalgia for the old days. My favorite song on the list so far is Paul Simon’s Kodachrome. I always forget how much I love his music. There are 67 songs on the list so far. Impressive. My longest created playlist is 28. My shortest playlist is 0, titled ‘I’m Cool, I’m Hip’. I wanted to make one to play in the car with my friends, since most of them are not fans of techno. Clearly that did not go well.
Ahhh. I am finally using this blog for what I set out to do; procrastinate my writing. Last Sunday I was amazingly productive, so I figured I would try this Sunday as well. I have my laptop set up in the office, my water, my tissues (screw you sinus infection), and an eclectic collection of writing music. So far, I have eaten second breakfast, and browsed Twitter. Off to a great start.
On the subject of writing, I think about the own stories we create in our lives. Sometimes we have to take a step back from what we are doing and live a little. My case in point– this past Thursday. Often I will avoid making plans during the week. I have a lot of goals this summer. Have a completed draft by September. Be more fit. A sewing project or two to finish. But my coworker wanted to visit our work gym for the first time and was hesitant to go alone. Figuring I can always use a workout, I offered to go with her.
What started as a simple workout, ended in a night of hilarity and pizza. We have to remember to live a little. Between work and hobbies, and ever important sleep, there must be time for us to create our own stories. Not even 11am and I am getting super philosophical here. This calls for a second coffee. Time to get some work done.
Wait. I also wanted to share this article by David Barnett (courtesy of my Twitter browsing): The one piece of advice every aspiring author needs to know
Or, how not to obsess over writing advice. Which I personally have a tendency to do, and then get scolded for. Anyway, I found the article helpful. Maybe you will too.
You know you are a skilled procrastinator when you procrastinate your procrastination blog… procastception. I have always been that way, even as a wee lad, doing my homework on the bus to school, or even sometimes the period before. I am the queen of unfinished projects, handed down to me from my Mother. (Sorry Mom! You know it is true though :D) One of the only things I ever kept up with was training for a half marathon, and that was because I signed up for it before I had even completed a 5k. It was either keep training, or eat that $85. That is was I need. The subtle threat of a deadline. Or maybe less subtle.
My office today. Yes, I did put my fancy new Starbucks cup on top of my laptop so I could get it in the picture. It has a bunny! And don’t worry. There was SPF 80 on those pale legs of mine. That is also not my pool– though it was home to a porcupine briefly the other night. The real question, did I get any work done? Ha. Kind of. Right now I am working through my second draft, and we use that term loosely. Second draft of my unfinished first draft which is really just a rewrite. Hey whatever help me sleep at night, right? So I did do a little writing, and then came across a section that could be copied and pasted since it still worked well. Bam. A few hundred words down. All work and no play this girl is.
Overall I was quite productive. The perks of dog/house sitting other than doggies and a pool? Access to a washer and dryer. My husband has more clothes than Carrie Bradshaw. Yeesh. I should know, I steal them all the time. If I could live in joggers and t-shirts, I would. Then I cleaned out a significant portion of our spare room, aka the storage unit, aka my office. A room where dirty socks and magic cards go to die. I really wanted it cleaned so I would have room to start my sewing project. What is that saying? Creativity breeds creativity. What it really means is procrastinate your current creative project with a new one.
Speaking of subtlety (something I do not posses), I started reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck by Mark Manson. Does anyone else pronounce it sub-tle when reading it? Like archive. I totally still say ar-chive in my head. Anyway, so far the book exceeds my expectations. Hoping to finish it this week. And, I finally saw Ready Player One. I must have missed the memo because I kept saying, ‘this was not how it happened in the book…’, which was fine by me, I am hardly any kind of book purist. It just took me pleasantly by surprise. Though I did read the book over a year ago so I could have forgotten a bunch of stuff too. A blissfully short memory. Both a blessing and a curse.
I am doing just what I set out to do with this blog– procrastinate. Including procrastinating blog posts. I feel weird tonight. Tempted to string together a bunch of misplaced sayings. Time heals all apples that don’t fall far from the tree. They make fun of me at work, I am so bad with idioms. I used to swear it was ‘like a broken tire’ (record) and ‘not I, said the walrus’ (sly fox). I really think that walrus one is from something though. I am sure of it.
This is the first month I won’t make my writing goal. Like, at all. I was aiming for 10k, and got less than 5k. Blaming a busy life would be easy, except I highly doubt my life is really all that busy. I read a really great post on Reddit the other day, doing what I do best you know. It is some ‘rules’ for a college course by John Cage in regards to making music but one really stands out.
“The only rule is work. If you work it will lead to something. It’s the people who do all the work all the time that catch on to things.”
Life takes work. Hobbies take work. I have no one to blame but myse– video games. Gosh they are so addicting. But in all seriousness I needed that reminder. I am getting to the point where the writing process is, not less fun, but more labor intensive? At first it was just write whatever came to mind, a scene here and there. But now it is all connected, and if I change something back in chapter one, I have to change it in chapter thirty as well. We wont talk about how I really wanted to change a character name, even thought I like all their names, but you know, that in the moment feeling. Jeesh.
Most of this weekend will be consumed by a wedding, but I will leave you with this, and yes my cat is literally all I take pictures of these days. Witnessing ‘getting down like bunnies’ (that’s a saying right?), or at least an attempt. A second suitor had joined the fray shortly after.
I was hoping to see Deadpool 2, but admittedly this was pretty entertaining.