Small Excerpt of a story that popped up randomly from the name Katriel.
But not without their ups and downs. While the world around me seems to be falling apart there are a few things that have gone well, and that includes finding more of my words and the voices of my characters. The work to re-define the voice of my teen novel is still taking its time, but the collaborative work is likely to pick up again.
Yes! Collaborative! My best friend and I decided that it was time to try our hand at writing a novel collectively to help us stretch our world building muscles. We have certainly made more progress on that then I have on the teen novel.
The romance novel is on a minor halt while I re-align the timeline. That, and apparently my need to have strong heroines may shoot me in the foot if I don’t start adding the illusion of fantasy.. or something. (I have it written down in my journal that is inconveniently not at my desk.) I can certainly make the novel work with a little simplification of what I started with.
Must. Not. Overthink. Plot.
Which is funny since most often than not the characters write the plot sooner than I have decided it. Joys of being a discovery writer, I suppose.
So have having a really nice rolling start on NaNoWriMo, I got hit with depression after the USA Elections. The useless depression where all you feel is a need to survive, draining every drop of creativity. And so that killed NaNoWriMo for me. It’s taken me some time to get over it, and the voices are starting to come back, despite the rapid colds tearing its way through the household and physical injury that makes working at a computer a challenge.
On the upside, Christmas Holiday’s were very lovely, and certainly a healthy end to one very sad year. 2016 was not the worst year for me, but it definitely wasn’t entirely the best. Favorite actors and musicians passed on, the politics this year were brutal. Not to mention the chaos of my personal life of a lot of job changing and the insecurity that comes with.
2017 however welcomes good thing. Which include a new page in a new book. Time to put aside 2016 and start writing the stories of 2017.
Stories don’t always come easily to writers. Sometimes we get major writers block, and it leaves us struggling to find words. Sometimes I have to sit on an idea for months before the simplest of synopsis comes to me, while other times I have a character that is so chatty that words just can’t be written fast enough.
I have on character I’m co-writing a story with that is now letting a few other muses spring forward. Including two short stories, and now my NaNoWriMo story. It’s taken me til day 6 to find the right muse I wanted to work with, and I must credit my friend Matt who helped me find it.
Here is to 50,000 works in
30 24 days!
Once upon a tile I wrote a lot of poetry. I wove it into stories like song lyrics. It took a bit for me to realize I had not written much in the form of poetry in at least eight years. So I sat down and scribbled a little something. Nothing crazy, but just a trail of thought with a lot of ‘enter’ key hits. Because, you know that is poetry too.
Sometimes the heart finds a hole
Lonely between the stars that surround
When words that fit on paper better than tears
When did the words disappear
Only to be replaced by nothing at all
Mystery that changes with each page turned
There were once stories that touched
That healed the soul
Broke apart the dead so that the heart could grow
Where did the heart go
Where did the words go
Leaving behind a hole among the stars
Alone but not lonely
Lonely but not alone
How can there be both among the stars
Or is it the hole deep in the earth
These are not stars
These are candles flickering
Deep in this dark hole
Paths obscured by the soft glow
Shadows and figures wander aimlessly
When did I forget how to simply dream?
an overwhelming urge to run away.
Writing Prompt: Write of a time where you had to fight with yourself to not run away. Did you win or did you run?