Hi it’s Christina –
Good Morning! At least
today I woke up at 4:30 instead of 3:30 like I’ve been for the past several
days. Since I was planning on getting up at 5:00 anyway, I just got out of bed
instead of trying to fall back to sleep.
I’ve been semi-productive
so far. The dog’s been emptied. Bacon is slowly frying for the beans I need to
make for the party later today. I’ve read and replied to our Camp NaNo cabin
chat room, and I’m about to go and make my second cup of coffee.
I wanted to get the beans
and the broccoli salad done, so I would be out of the kitchen before Lys got up
and started futzing with the cake, but I was also hoping to hit 20K for my word
count today, and I can’t write if someone else is up. I decided to compromise.
I’m going to get the beans done, because they require me being at the stove as
well as the oven, then I’ll write until Lys gets up. I can make the broccoli
salad at one corner of the kitchen table, so I won’t be in her way.
I had a very strange
experience while writing yesterday. I was writing this one scene, there was a
lot of information and a lot of drama, and it felt like it was long, time wise,
but when I was finished, it was only 500 words, Ugh, that doesn’t make sense,
does it? I can’t figure out how to relay what I mean. Perhaps a whole lot
happened in only 500 words?
I can easily write 500
words in ten minutes. I do it all the time at my writing group. If I’m really
into a scene, my word count could be double in those same ten minutes. I was
into the scene, I thought I had typed for twenty minutes straight without
stopping, I got all the information down that needed to be, yet my word count
was roughly a third of what I thought it was going to be, and that threw me. If
it wasn’t for writing during NaNo, I wouldn’t have even paid attention to the
word count. I would have just kept trucking along.
Something similar happened
when I was writing Taking Chances, but in the reverse. I was writing this
intense scene, for all of ten minutes. I was cognizant of only writing for a
short time period. When I finished, I was white as a sheet, and even got
physically sick. (It was a nasty scene – many people dead – it was gruesome,
really not my style of writing.) When I went back to look at it, I was stunned
to see I had written an entire chapter.
I know, I’m weird, you
don’t need to tell me. I guess writers’ brains are truly wired just a little
differently. I can live with that. What I am having a little difficulty living
with, is these little Twilight Zone episodes which occur while I’m writing.
DANG IT! I got up to make
myself a second cup of coffee and I noticed my door was opened. The latch is
getting old and sometimes it doesn’t close properly. Sure enough, the cats
escaped. I found Mikey and was able to get him back in the house, but Sebastian
is MIA. Now, I have to go and find my kitty. They are indoor cats, and are not
allowed to go outside. I hope I can find him soon, because we live on a busy
road. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if something were to happen to him.
The challenge is going to have to wait until tomorrow.
I hope you have a great day,
and happy writing!
(Crisis was averted. I found Sebastian)
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