This drabble was an attempt to unstuck myself while working on my 2018 NaNo. It didn’t wind up getting used, but it was nice and spooky.
It’s just a dance, he told himself. Just one stupid little dance you’ve practiced a hundred times. With his nerves this ramped up, he was just as likely to call the fire on accident as with the ceremonial dance. Either way, the central fire would be lit for the year, and his people’s prosperity would be assured.
The only real question was whether or not his dignity would survive the winter.
This drabble is something I later turned into one of the Dreams in the Desert Interludes. I’m not sure why I tucked it again in my drafts folder, but I’m sure there’s some Seth fans out there that will be glad its resurfaced.
It’s been a “getting rid of old junk” mood in the house lately, so I decided to do some spring cleaning with my old drafts. I don’t remember what my plan for this list of writing advice was, but it’s all good advice so I figured I’d stop hoarding it.
But I’m still delighted by it, so I’m going to share anyways. 😛
I HAVE A NEW TOY!!!
And I’m playing with it now (part of why I wanted to make a post, so I could play). I finally went out and got myself an external keyboard, and I have to say, so far Iam DELIGHTED. it’s a little weird to have my phone sitting on my knees while my keyboard is in my lap, but I’m seriously in love. Girlfriend is working on the laptop, but I’m still able to type at the speed of keyboar and make blog posts!!!!
…this is really the dumbest thing, but it’s made me like SO happy, you have no idea.
well, maybe you have some idea, since you’re reading this.
But anyways, I really love it, and totally recommend one if you work primarily off a virtual keyboard touch screen kind of set up. I am moving SO much faster, and can actually keep up with my own train of thought this way. It’s wonderful.
February is drawing to a close, and while I haven’t been writing every day, I’ve been writing more days than not. Slowly but surely.
The trick has really been restructuring my life (and in a very literal case, my living room). I committed to making space for my writing, and while it was a bumpy start, I’m finally starting to see the real change I was looking for.
It also doesn’t hurt that I’ve made other commitments to friends that make me get up earlier every day.
So work on Asylum is moving steadily forward, I’m getting back into the groove of someone who’s words come easily, and I’m all around happier with my life cause I feel like I’m getting somewhere. It’s really nice.
I still don’t know what I want to do with Asylum when it’s ready. I’ve opened up the draft to beta readers, who are keeping my interest level up, but I really have no clue what I’ll do when it’s done. Query? E-publish? Run it as a serial again? I just don’t know. But it’s getting written, and at this point, that’s what matters.
Should be spoiler free, cause it’s about characters practically no one knows. Julie and Mandy are Ruth’s two oldest daughters, Ruth being a witch I’ve mentioned here briefly before. Anywho, it’s a fun stand alone short, enjoy!
So this month… It was a thing that happened.
I’ve been ill, out of town, on a funky work schedule, and subject to a smattering of T.A.W. (Truly Awful Weather). I’ve gotten some writing done, but it’s a FAR cry from the writing every day goal I set for myself.
The nice thing about setting a year long goal is that falling on my face in January doesn’t mean automatic failure. My true goal is to become someone who writes every day. This month taught me some things I need to overcome to do that.
- I don’t write well when I’m tired after work. I HAVE to write before work, or it just becomes a chore and I’ll slowly grow to hate it.
- I don’t always have the luxury of writing before work, because sometimes I start at 11 or midnight, sometimes they fuck me over and I start at 8. I am not in control of that (though believe you me, there’s A LOT about my current work schedule I’m going to bat against. This shit has gotten out of control. But that’s a whole other deal, and has little to do with my writing.)
- I don’t like to write first thing in the morning if I do that jarred-from-a-deep-sleep wake up. When I just come to life naturally, writing when I first wake up is pretty much my favorite thing. When I’m a groggy, caffeine deprived monster, the best I can do is stumble to the pot and play on my phone until I feel human enough to take the dog out.
- I don’t like to write on anything but a full keyboard. Phones and tablets just aren’t fast enough.
- I don’t like to take the laptop from girlfriend when she’s writing. So if she’s writing, I just don’t write.
So that’s a long list of things that start with “I don’t”. That makes sense. I didn’t write much this month. This month taught me about things that don’t work. Now that I know what they are, I can take steps. I can make sure we get to bed early, so we get up early (Hard to do when the work schedule is so erratic, but again, steps). I can get a keyboard attachment for the tablets, so we both have access to keyboards. If we’re both writing, we’ll both work towards going to bed early, and not watching as much T.V., and not playing on our phones so damned much (GF is MUCH better about this than I. She’s also written like 20k more words than I have this month. Because, ya know, she’s made writing time. And not dicked around on her phone.)
Girlfriend has proposed a writing challenge, word count for word count, and I feel like a jerk for declining. I know her competitive spirit is a great personal motivator, and it’s just not for me. I know I can write, so I don’t feel like I have to prove it. But maybe for me, it could be less like competing, and more like having a gym buddy. I like gym buddies. And I like writing. I just forget to structure my life around it like I always mean to.
So that’s where January has been. I’ve been listening to a lot of podcasts and refocusing my energy on spiritual well-being since things have gotten me so worn down. I guess that’s just winter for you. *shrugs*
So GOALS! I need to re-set my bar, since every day isn’t working as well as I’d like. It’s only defeat if you give up! I’m going to take a more realistic approach, knowing that I won’t do something I don’t enjoy, or feels like giving something up (even if I want the reward). So I get 1 episode of Brooklyn 99 a day (or the Good Place, or whatever I decide to watch when I’ve eaten through those), and then for every episode I watch beyond that, I spend an equal amount of time writing. That should help break the binge cycle, which is a large part of what keeps me up after work. Sounds reasonable! Come on, February! Let’s do this!