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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. |
| 20:47 I'm so tired! This always happens when I go to my parents' house. All I can think about is how tired I am, since I'm sat there doing nothing. And what's worse - I need to stay there for the next few weeks! I was supposed to go out to buy a laptop today but you'd be surprised how you can lose track of time when you're doing absolutely nothing. By the time I thought to get my phone out to check the store's opening/closing times, it was already half six and they close at six on a Saturday. Until I've secured a computer with access to Microsoft Word, I won't be comfortable staying there! The thought of even spending the rest of this evening without a computer is like having a limb cut off! I've come back home to collect a few things so I thought I'd get my entry done. I wanna stay home! T_T Anywho, enough with the grousing. I'll get back to the story planning. So Settia is the hero. Hunter is the bad guy, but maybe he can be a heel-face kinda guy. Blujarmin's power has been felt all over the world even with the prison still (somewhat) intact. A helpful witch tells Settia that he must make the prison whole again. So maybe the extent of Bluejarmin's power need not be seen, just so long as we know what the world would be dealing with if he got free. So though Settia is on a quest to bring back the crown prince, his actual mission is to rebuild the prison somehow. Maybe the witch can go along with him and looks about the same age so we can get a little romantic side-action. But it turns out the witch is actually the one who put Blujarmin in his prison in the first place and is in fact older than Settia by about...a few millenia. Hmm...Still too Sanderson-esque lol. But ok, I have an ending in mind - kind of. Hunter and Settia engage in an epic duel. The witch reveals her true colours but there has to be something that hampers her from just snapping her fingers and fixing the whole problem. Maybe she traded her vast powers for immortality at some point. If so, with whom did she trade? Maybe she is the polar opposite of the Nothingness and is Creativity...yeah, no. Back into Sandersonian territory. Or maybe not. Sanderson's Cosmere, from my limited understanding of it, is littered with a few beings with godlike powers, and two of them are Ruin and Cultivation. But I could use two opposites as the foundation of the whole universe. Chaos and Creativity. At first mere forces that helped shape the universe, once humans came into being, the two started to absorb their ways of being and started to become sentient, eventually leading to two distinct personalities. Creativity is a "witch" who lives among the people while Chaos exists on the sidelines, yearning to tear everything apart. Or maybe it was only Creativity who started to absorb the humans' behaviours and grew to love them and had a desire to protect them, so she stopped playing her part in the cycle of Chaos and Creativity, which was the way she and Chaos had existed previously. It was supposed to have been an endless cycle of destruction and rebirth, to cleanse the universe of the greed of various creatures, like the humans, who used and abused their home planets with blatant disregard for the planet itself. Now we've moved from Mistborn, sort of, to the Stormlight Archive  Maybe I should just start writing. I would feel so much better if I could. Things become clearer in my head as I write the story out. This is not helping me much. I like fleshing out the worlds I write about and the backstories of the characters too, but the story itself has to be fresh. Still throwing out ideas, I guess. 21:16 ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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