I was so proud of myself, and then…

the rest of the week happened.  I did some writing on Sunday night (Dreamwalkers), feeling like, Yeah, I can finish this sequel (never finished a sequel before…), I’ll finish it and if I haven’t gotten Hitchhikers published by the time I finish it, I’m going to self-publish as an ebook.  I’m 26,000 words in, I’m golden!

Then on Monday night I had my aerial silks class, and Tuesday I had trapeze class, for some reason went to the gym Wednesday morning (what was I thinking?), dance class on Thursday (with drinks after) and here’s Friday, and I think I’m going to spend most of my day going to the movies (Pitch Perfect comes out!!), out to dinner, then watching “American Horror Story” season 1 to gear up for season 2. 

I did manage to get some new entries up on Secret Diary!  So there’s that!

Aside from not doing much writing, I do feel like I am improving in trapeze.  Slowly (veeeery sloooowly) I am keeping my legs straight during my swing, getting into a nice seven, and I think my force out is really much much better even than last week.  Not that most people reading this will know what I mean by any of that.  Basically, I’m trying to learn how to swing on the trapeze in such a way that I will gain height, and when you watch the pros do it, you think it looks so easy and effortless, but really it feels totally strange and counterintuitive until you actually get it and then it does feel easier.  If you want to see some of my trapeze tricks where my legs are bending and I’m a floppy mess, check out my YouTube page.  Then look up some videos of professionals doing the tricks I’m trying to do, and you’ll see the difference.

 

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Camp Nanowrimo Fail, or What I’m Finally Writing After Not Writing for a Month

I had such high hopes for Camp.  I had a story I wanted to write, two writing buddies, it was going to be glorious!  Unfortunately, I only lasted 10 days at Camp Nanowrimo.  June is not a good writing month for me.  My birthday is during this month, for one, and I was still doing trapeze classes on Tuesday which left no time at all to write at least 1 day a week.  Plus I could not do any sneak writing at work, because I had to plan the summer reading program.  Alas.

The month being so busy, I never even got together with the writing buddies (Janina & Jen) until mid-July.  I began working on the apocalypse story, which was basically just reading what I’d already written and editing a little bit, and watching some videos on YouTube.  Sometimes I think what I write is really just a very detailed outline that I then need to add many more details to.  Along those veins, I recalled a story had begun during one of my teen writing club sessions at work.

The writing exercise was to write someone’s secret diary.  Basically, you had to show how keeping this secret was affecting their behavior.  I, of course, went to a dark place with that, and the 5 or so diary entries I’d written were really brief, but I hauled those two pages out and got to thinking.  I could do this.  I could turn this idea into a very short YA novel circa 1993.  I’m talking 30,000 words.  Then, as I began fleshing it out, I thought it’d be cool to put other stuff in the diary.  Receipts, photos, etc.  Evidence.  I wanted the diary not to be a confession, so she skirts around the issue of what actually happened, but the evidence could lead the reader to certain conclusions.  

I’m thinking this might be a very cool story to do as a blog.  I’m not sure if I could make it work, unless there’s a blog template that really looks like turning pages or a scrapbook… I’m going to write a little more of it, and consider a blog design.  If I do decide to head in this direction, I’ll be linking it up.