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 Well, not so much fun and leisure as...get some damn writing done, you fool! |
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A while ago, I attended a writers' workshop and the lady who hosted it told us all to go away with this bit of advice - to write for just ten minutes a day. I was determined to go ahead with it and I did...for two days. So today I remembered that I'd resolved to do so and I whipped out my journal and wrote for fifteen minutes. I'm typing out pretty much the same thing that I wrote earlier, with some differences. I find I can go a lot more in-depth when I'm typing than when I'm writing by hand. Writing by hand is such a chore! I've struggled with loneliness a lot throughout my twenty-nine years. I struggled with it when I was the only one home with my mum when I was a teen and everybody else had other places to be. I struggled with it after marriage and when we moved into our own house for the first time. I struggled with it after my son was born and I felt torn between pursuing my writing and being a good mum, because my culture seems to indicate that a woman has absolutely no chance of living her own life - or at least, she has no chance of attaining any goals she hasn't already attained - once she has children. I feel it occasionally still, even though I get so little time to myself nowadays that any alone time is simply awesome. I've tried to come to terms with the idea that being alone isn't a bad thing - and a lot of the time, it isn't. My friends don't live nearby so I don't get to see them often, and even when I do, I feel like there isn't much depth to our conversations. I'm surrounded by people who do not think like me, who do not share any of my interests and hobbies. I feel like I've become desensitised to isolation. Loneliness is my preferred way to be. I walked into my college cafeteria at lunch today and it was the usual hubbub of activity. Youngsters walking around, chatting animatedly, shouting across the room, laughing, eating, socialising. I could recall how that clamour wouldn't have bothered me ten-twelve years ago, when I would have been one of the youngsters talking excitedly with her friends. But, as this moment, I just found an out-of-the-way little table and sat down. I watched the crowds for a while, wondering why it was only at moments like these that the sense of isolation became so strong. In the middle of a crowd, I feel most alone. |
| 19:46 I've decided not to do the July round for the 30-Day Blogging Challenge. Just random entries this time, I suppose. I just feel a bit more pressured to write a blog entry if I have to post it on the forum. Not that I don't feel pressured anyway, but I guess it just feels a bit...easier (??) to write whatever pops into my head as I sit down to write. I wrote yesterday about how planning a novel is pretty hard for me, because my story mostly forms as I go along. Even now, I have some vague idea of where my novel going because...I've already written it out twice lol. But I'm going big this time, so it's still fairly knew though I'm planning on recycling what I wrote before whenever I can. But I have no idea how much it's going to change and it's a bit difficult to let go of what I've already written since I put so much effort into it and now, nobody will get to read it. But that has to be okay - sacrifices must be made if one wants to achieve something good. Anyways, each successive rewrite of the same story is only going to get better, because the flow is smoother, the consistency is more...consistent, and the characters have had the previous manuscripts to develop into the people I want them to be. Sounds epic but it certainly doesn't feel that way upon writing the tedious bits XD Anyways, I was going to attempt to pluck out a random idea for a story and just do that as a separate attempt at writing after having planned everything out. So...idea: A man is sitting in a dark alley, hugging his knees, when a little blue-white light comes bobbing towards him. ...It had to be something fantasy-related  This is what usually happens though. I'll see one clear moment and then have a desire to build upon that. I had to force this one so I don't know where I'm going with it. I kept thinking of Stephen King's Everything's Eventual, where he mentions that he got the idea for the story after visualising a man throwing money into a gutter or something. So. Brooding man and bobbing light. It had to be a brooding man. I guess it's basically Kaladin from the Stormlight Archive, since...y'know, I might be a tiny bit attracted to such characters  This man kills his...childhood friend in a sword-fight and ends up unleashing...er...chaos upon the planet? Lovely. The sword-fight came about due to Mr Broody being the son of the World Emperor but his childhood friend, Mr Chaos-Bringer, being the one who ended up the next ruler. Mr Broody felt wronged and tried to kill the guy before but ended up being disowned by his family, hence the bum-sitting-in-the-alley. The light that then came to him was the spirit of Unleashed-Chaos, finding in him something that it could use to free itself and traps Mr Broody by promising vengeance and his rightful place as the ruler of the world. The World Emperor is also the World Protector and his job is to keep a leash on the Chaos and, with his untimely death, the Chaos breaks free. The idea drew a few things from Mistborn #1, which is the only Mistborn book that I have read. Ok, so I now have the basic outline of the story. Maybe I'll write it. Maybe I won't. Maybe this can be my July Blogging Challenge - to finish this story within my entries before the month is up! I will keep you posted! ...Sorry for the looooooooong entry. 20:13 ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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