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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. |
| 23:37 I thought I'd done my entry. I've been watching Netflix for about an hour, clueless that I'd opened a tab to do my blog beforehand. I forget things too easily. So, yesterday I outlined the bare skeleton of my story which I am hoping to do on here. There is a World Emperor and his son did not inherit his title, but rather the son's friend did. In a fit of rage, the son tried to kill his friend to take the title and ended up exiled for his trouble. The World Emperor chose the friend because he possessed a unique quality that made him suitable for the position of Emperor because he also had another job to do alongside ruling the world - he had to keep an ancient evil at bay by the power of his blood. The ancient evil that he is to guard is the nothingness which once swept the land and threatened to plunge the world into darkness, for it cannot abide the light. Cast of characters: Hunter Svolteria, scion of the House of Svolteria, an ancient house among the Noble Races of...Blugaste, the world upon which the story takes place. Sattis Bullia, adopted son of the House of Svolteria and current World Emperor of Blugaste and holder of the seal of Barkone. Deiarlis Svolteria, Head of the House of Svolteria, recently retired World Emperor and holder of the Seal of Barkone. Blujarmin, the physical manifestation of the "Nothingness" that existed before time itself. Looks disappointingly like a middle-aged man with spectacles and walks with a slight hunch. When he bothers to walk. More to follow... Tomorrow, I'll try a brief chapter-by-chapter summary. And maybe work on some of these spur-of-the-moment names. And try not to think about the story too hard - I want to do the planning before I begin. I'm starting to get interested now. 23:53 ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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