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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. |
| 10:42 I'm still struggling with the idea of planning a story. I don't like what I have so far but I don't know where to take it from here either. I did not like that ending. It's clear that Blujarmin is the ultimate threat but he isn't defeated in any way, shape, or form in this story - it seems that that is the plot for a sequel. In Brandon Sanderson's Mistborn book 1 (I forgot the name - I read it like two years ago), Kelsier is fighting to bring down the emperor whatshisface because he's a giant douchebag and people are suffering. But in defeating him, Kelsier awakens another evil and that is the focus of the second book, but it's not made that big a deal of at the end of the first book - as in, you don't get to see the new threat - because even if the heroes did unleash another evil, they still defeated the villain for that story. I feel like I'm lacking here. Severely. Settia is a good guy holding back an ancient evil. Hunter, though angry and feeling betrayed - which leads to him doing some pretty stupid things - is still a good guy. There's the problem. But then I feel like I'm copying Mistborn too much lol. All-righty, so Blujarmin is the ancient evil whose prison is slowly eroding with time. To hasten the process, he need only search out a likely-looking individual with lots of anger issues, who is more likely to be controlled, and get them to physically break the prison from the outside. And of course, he goes for someone in a position of power. Cue Hunter, the son of the World Emperor and next in line to become the ruler. An entitled brat of a prince, Hunter has some severe complexes around his position in the world. Oh, and he's got daddy issues. Disappeared Dad Deiarlis Svolteria is too busy ruling the world to pay attention to his children and when he is around, he is much too busy playing with his three little daughters rather than paying any attention to his successor. So when Blujarmin's little bobbing light traverses the hallways of the royal palace, it comes across Hunter in a bad mood, mistreating some maids. Hunter begins the process of breaking down Blujarmin's prison, which is located in some far away land. With the prince AWOL, Deiarlis is frantic and sends search teams out to bring him back. But Hunter, possessed by Blujarmin, just kills anyone who gets too close. Deiarlis then decides that his champion, Settia, will have to be the one to defeat the prince and bring him back. Naturally, the showdown must happen right outside the prison. Settia and Hunter have been good friends since childhood. Settia has always been the better fighter but Hunter, aided by Blujarmin, is able to defeat him and destroys the prison in the end. ...You know what? Maybe I should just stop. I've now got the same problem! It sounds boring and the villain is released at the end. Maybe a witch will have to come into the picture at some point, telling Settia what he must do to ensure Blujarmin does not get free. And in the background, Blujarmin's Nothingness has already started to claim some land, plunging entire villages, towns, and cities - and even some small countries - into darkness. The stakes are high! The darkness moves towards the capital! Settia must act quickly. Ok, I'm done. 11:09 ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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