Not bad. I got about 8k down but then had to leave it for a few days while I visited the inlaws.
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Not bad. I got about 8k down but then had to leave it for a few days while I visited the inlaws.
This week, I've been writing articles rather than working on my book. Two articles as freelance work, and sixteen for my new blog and website.
Mani
It was a good writing weekend, got about 5k total on a few different things, and this week is shaping up to be a thoughtful week. Happy writing to everyone.
Really good. While penning on lit-net and in my journal, i've come up with a new plot for my next play.....
Not bad. I didn't leave the house (or even change out of my PJs, for that matter) at all this weekend, and that meant most of my time was spent on the computer, tying away at my latest story. I dreamed the entire first half... it was a nightmare so I'm assuming it's going to turn out to be some kind of sci-fi horror type story. Maybe I'll post the first chapter later!
Good, but patience is a requisite. I'm writing a poem in the structure of Donne's
'Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day', but in a different metrical system. I'm imbibing
more and more as to what I can work into it as I dash, scribble, satisfy, dissatisfy,
rewrite, unwrite, alter and settle. I have about four stanzas of a surmised eight,
but must hark back to write an additional unifying stanza between two others
to protect against possible incoherence; or rather to allow the mind to ease
into the stanza, as it seems too abrupt in differing from the preceding one.
I also keep a journal with new finds in poetry and things picked
up on the path.
Well, well, well... It's been quite a long road for my writing. Things are starting to take shape and time to put that second idea down on paper. Golly hope it doesn't take another two years (and 40 years in the making) of hard work. Hee hee
Sure Maxi... If and when it get's published.
And I thought the signature is how things are right now. Maybe life will change... Um, or not!
I wrote four poems and started on three short stories, hopefully all of which come to successful fruition.
It sucks as an amateur, that sense of not knowing the quality of what you produce, at least in the eyes of the reader. I'd rather know I sucked than not know anything.
I guess I'm just complaining about the lack of readership.
Enter it in a Literature Prize - never know, overnight riches, fame and stardom - you might just be the literary equivalent of the next Susan Boyle
http://montrealprize.com/
lol (previous page)
A bust for the week for me in writing; though I read many wonderful poems by Litnetters.
Did not win either of the two forum poetry contests I entered that ended this week either (the field was too deep, and I had too little coin to bribe).
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
update: 2-short ditties written after posting this: This week already looking better :thumbsup:
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My writing week has been very productive thus far. I started writing a novel that I have had in my head for quite some time now. It's a historical fiction set during the period of the Norman Conquest in 1066. So far, I have written around 7 pages.
Just finished "Talking to Filet Mignon", posted in another thread. Most weeks I don't finish anything, so I guess this one's alright.
i havent written anything new for a while. its sort of depressing. hopefully this is just a phase.
This week I am mostly ....... feeling frustrated by the static.
I consider my self a writer, not that I am particularly good at it, or because I have had anything published...yet.
But I must be a writer because I am being driven slowly mad by it.
It is hard to explain to someone what writing is like without sounding a bit crazy.
When I write the good stuff, the stuff I am pleased with, I never feel like I have written it at all. It is like I have written down something that already existed somewhere in my head. I liken it to there being a radio in my brain, now and again I accidently tune into a station that just reads out stories, I write down what I hear coming over the radio. Obviously I have to muck about with it a bit, but I am always amazed when this voice pipes up and begins to dictate a story to me apparently out of thin air.
See I told you it all sounds a bit mad.
But the worst thing is the frustration.
See I can't force the radio on to the "story station" it just randomly tunes in when it feels like it, at all times of the day or night. But maybe worse than that is the fact that I can't switch it off either. When the voice is not speaking there is static.
And that's the most frustrating sound in the world.
Terrible writing week. I've got four stories on the go, and each one needs a couple of hours of work before they're done. Since Monday I've worked on them for about... hmmm... seven and a half minutes.
It's those heavy nights over at the Bloke's Thread http://www.online-literature.com/for...ad.php?t=43406. They've got me all disjointed.
However, a woman I thought I *MIGHT* date tomorrow night just gave me the brush, so that Friday feeling will all be invested in writing. At least that's the plan. :)
Regards
Ooo I must rant more often, I managed to finish one story last night only to have another one come through strait after :)
Interesting! Would you happen to involve the Byzantine Empire sometime, I'm fascinated by Byzantine history.
This week has been a strong writing week for me. After wasting the last few months only writing for the newspaper and wishing I was an actual writer I've buckled down and wrote.
I've try to block out two hours of every night to sit down and write. The time fluctuates nightly depending on homework or my energy level, but I've averaged about a hour-and-a-half of straight writing. Normally I free-write for the first half-hour and then move to writing fiction, my true passion, for a hour.
It's amazing how productive I'm getting by forcing myself to do it. Getting over the initial hump of procrastination has led to exciting things, and the more I write, the more addicted I get. It's fun, rewarding and tiring, but I'm hoping this routine sticks or else there's not much hope. I've spent too long wishing, and not a lot of doing. No more waiting on the sidelines.
Sorry, but the story takes place in northern England. The Byzantines may get a brief mention since many English fled there after the conquest but most of the book deals with the peoples of Britain. I'm thinking of posting the first chapter up to get some feedback if anyone's interested.Quote:
Interesting! Would you happen to involve the Byzantine Empire sometime, I'm fascinated by Byzantine history.
I have written numerous poems this week. But one special poem is my masterpiece. Thanks... That poem is now on its way to a very special friend. :)
A masterpiece? http://smilies-gifs.com/pensando/6pensando.gif In such case the friend will have to read it several times http://smiles.kolobok.us/artists/vishenka/d_book.gif
:)
As a side comment, it's good to realize that some people are still capable of valuing other people, whereas the whole opposite always comes from the least expected person. That curious thing called 'betrayal'...
Oh Max, I am sure my friend will. But I mean it's my masterpiece, not a masterpiece... I do hope my friend isn't expecting perfection. YOu know me Max. I don't write perfect. I write from my heart. Sometimes the heart can be broken, sometimes it can be completely shattered. But there is always room in this tiny messed up heart for a dear and special freind. :thumbsup:
No person worthy to be called a friend is ever expecting perfection. What one expects is respectful attention and consideration, which is quite different from condescending, as many people often believe.
What really matters, Mary, is that the words you wrote will be surely read several times and will be somehow replied. The point in doing something for someone is that "the something" doesn't fall in the void. That's what counts.
Welcome, Mary http://fc03.deviantart.net/images/i/..._emoticon___v2
Another strong week of writing. Kept up the crazy-train of production, although I'm finding the hardest part is finding balance.
Continually I write something new, usually short stories. But I don't just write them, I edit them. And re-edit. After all, what's the point if I'm not pushing myself to produce the best works possible? I need higher goals now beyond simply writing.
But striking a balance between writing and editing is hard. I don't know yet if I should write one day and edit the next or attempt both everyday. I feel stretched if I do both same day but robbed if I don't write and edit instead another day. My time currently is limited by work, reporting, homework and social engagements.
Such is the life of writing :D
Tomorrow I'll be writing a paragraph for a writing exam about who knows what. It's supposed to be the first step to walk before being able to write an essay or maybe a story. I seem to have something to say about anything, but I figure I first have to learn how to do it properly.
I am really chuffed with a story I have just written, but must resist the urge to keep messing with it. I would like to give it few days to marinate then do some editing.
Wow it is such a good feeling when the story seems to write itself.