Feeling Good (or 50k!)

*gestures toward the sidebar and grins tiredly*

Still have about five more scenes to write or outline before Thursday midnight, but had to post the wonder that is Maganda's Comb.

Yep, snow, ice, Grace and my family made it all come together tonight.

Now for a double header of Battlestar Gallactica season 2.


Writing w/o the Net (or Relax, Get To It)

Started putter/writing at about 8:30 tonight and got about 1000 words into it when the 'Net returned. What a relief!

Churned out a nice parcel of words, but I imagine that once this marathon is over, the scene I just finished will need to be overhauled for 'dragginess.' Whew, that was a long one to write.

But, I've made a good transition to the next part of the story and I'm set for tomorrow's session. I'm going to try Chris Baty's 3/30/10 plan - three thirty minute sessions with ten minute breaks in between. I came pretty close to doing that tonight and yeilded a little over 2k. I'm still a day behind, but my attitude is so much better than it was yesterday.

I now know I need some videos to watch during my breaks, something with a good beat and a connection with something fun; research notes at my fingertips and a challenge. So far I'm third in my class on word counts, and barely 150 words behind the gal in second. One buddy though is out there with 10k more than I have on deck, but that's cool, because I know he's really working hard at it.

Anyhoo, the vid of the day is Frankie Goes to Hollywood Relax.

I changed up the lyrics for myself though:

Oh oh

Relax just do it
When you want to write to it
Relax just do it
When you want to scene
Relax just do it
When you want to go
When you want to go

Relax just do it
When you want to write to it
Relax just do it
When you want to scene
Relax just do it
When you want to run from it
Relax just do it
When you want to go
Come on, oh oh

But scene it in the right direction
Make making it your intention-ooh yeah
Live those dreams
Scheme those schemes
Got to hit me
Hit me
Hit me with those laser beams


Oh, and I broke 25k tonight. It's all good.

Win(d)some Lose(some)

Much big wind yesterday sent us all packing at 4pm when they closed our office. Power was out in swaths all over the county with powerlines and treelimbs everywhere. I was happiest when we all got home safe and, miracle of miracles, we had power.

Power. But. No. Cable.

We were home safe and the computers were quite stable, but I found that I am more android than I had thought, this software requiring the connection to the 'Net in order to feel stable.

*shakes head*

I've got 'Net here at work, which is comforting, but I'm wary about returning home tonight, nervous that I won't be able to shed the discomfort enough to continue writing... literally without a 'Net.

Never much realized/thought about how my connection with the 'Net was so thick with dependencies. It was as if I had shrunk from my normal size to that of a small walnut, which for Hamlet may have made him feel as if he was king of infinite space, but for me was isolating and a bit fearsome.

Distraction. It's just a distraction covered over a fear that I haven't addressed.

That's been the wonder of writing this month, literally using meditation to write - writing as meditation, meditation as writing. I never realized how much people who meditate struggle as they meditate, and how it is the Doing that makes meditation and in my case writing.

I'm past the halfway mark on NaNo and a bit behind on wordcount, but it still feels possible, making it to the finish line. I think if I can just keep that focus whether or not I have 'Net tonight, I'll do just fine.



Broke 15k on my nano today. Feels pretty good even if I'm still about a day behind on word count. Nerves got to me, I think, both with the NaNo and with storytelling, but as I'm learning, it was just a matter of getting up and doing something that made all the difference.

Performed a couple stories at an event called Flight put on by a group of ecclectic artists from the area. The telling wasn't as smooth as I'd liked but the kids sure seemed to enjoy it. I'll have to work on the Heron and Hummingbird story a bit more before it flows as well as the Alitaptap story.

Beat tired now, though, so I might only squeeze in one YouTube video before I turn in.

Anyway, the mantra for these days is Decide and Do. All the rest is just stuff that may never ever happen, so why worry about it?


Tough Night

Barely made goal tonight, and am still about a thousand words behind the daily 1667 word count.

Not bad, really, 10% behind is all, but writing was tough tonight. My internet connection was unreliable and although I write offline, the disconnection and uncertainty of getting back online were enough to throw me. Who knew that I'd already developed a routine involving relaxing into writing by surfing for old 70's videos on YouTube?


I broke 10k. Pretty frelling amazing for seven days work. At least for me, that is.

Hopefully Blockbuster has the second season of Battlestar available. I told myself that once I hit 10k I could watch an epi, my reward for making it this far. And it feels /good/ to reach 10k even if it was hard getting there tonight.

Time for sleep.


Admit to Great Desires

This is a dangerous time for dreams. “Vision” has become something you experience after too much dope — a subject for scorn. “Passion” and “desire” are used, nine times out of ten, as euphemisms for lust. It isn’t fashionable to confess powerful desires and then work for their achievement: you risk the derision of those who cannot admit to desire, and the envy of those afraid to have any. Their anger will seduce you into silence, inaction, passive acceptance of what seems unalterable…if you let it.

Dare the dangerous, the ridiculous, the impossible. Find out what you’re for, and get busy being that. “Whatsoever your hands find to do, do it with all your might — for the night cometh, in which no man can work.”

Admit to great desires. Work as if for mighty purposes. You have nothing to lose but the illusion that you make no difference in the world.

Love as if you may some day die suddenly. You will.

Share your joy.

-- Diane Duane


Feeling Good

Only one day behind on my word count for NaNo, which isn't bad considering that Friday and yesterday were no write days (dad's birthday). So I'm feeling pretty good.

To celebrate, here are a couple of vids I found on YouTube. I love YouTube.



The very least you can do in your life is to figure out what you hope for.
And the most you can do is live inside that hope.
Not admire it from a distance but live right in it, under its roof.

-- Barbara Kingsolver

Launch Day!

I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.
--Louisa May Alcott

Tonight I officially launch Maganda's Comb as a novel-in-blogress, shedding the last drydock moorings of Prewrite and Idea Generation.

Staying positive and loose today while at work, waiting for my class/writing to start tonight, has been the focus of the day. This is a different sort of trepidation than I've had the last two times I've tried NaNoWriMo, a more aware sort of nervousness in which I try not to dodge it, or rationalize it, or overtalk to it, but just know it's there and maybe a bit of why, but trying not to get distracted by it.

Hubby says it's like meditation, that way, knowing that thoughts will intrude and temporarily distract intention, but there's a trust too, that comes of believing that if the thought is really all that important it will still be there when the time comes to deal with it, that the drifting smoke of distant disasters may actually be just fog lifting from the moors, an atmospheric thing, and not a portent of things to come.

Anyway, so my bags are packed and my ticket booked, all that's left is the journey itself. I'll send a postcard back here once in a while... I hope!