Officially been a fail since I last wrote. I started my summer job this week. Though it has not be life-suckingly-boring, I have not had time to write. Due to graduations and hang-time with family, writing has just not happened. I want to do at least the whole "300-words a day" thing, because at least then I will get the book done in a year. Truly, I just want to sit down and write straight through until it is finished. I don't seem to have that in me, though...
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Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Aaaauuggghhhh! Why does it get so difficult to write???
Even when I identify the problem/distraction, I can never seem to follow through with modifying what I'm doing to be productive. The word count thing is helpful (I did get some more writing done in the last few days, with a new 'main character'), but 'goals' have never cut it out for me. Goals when other people are involved get me started and finished in record time, but for myself, I fall short.
I know I have a story to tell, and I know bits and pieces of that story. As I write, more pieces come into play and make sense.
In hopes of being somewhat productive, I started doing sketches for a children's book I picked up for a coworker. This was two years ago, and I have only thought about it with no concrete exploring. It has been fun researching children's books by rereading the ones we have in our basement. To bad I am no good at children's-book-styles. Suppose there's always a time to learn...
This rant has been written without interruptions. Is there hope for me yet?
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Even when I identify the problem/distraction, I can never seem to follow through with modifying what I'm doing to be productive. The word count thing is helpful (I did get some more writing done in the last few days, with a new 'main character'), but 'goals' have never cut it out for me. Goals when other people are involved get me started and finished in record time, but for myself, I fall short.
I know I have a story to tell, and I know bits and pieces of that story. As I write, more pieces come into play and make sense.
In hopes of being somewhat productive, I started doing sketches for a children's book I picked up for a coworker. This was two years ago, and I have only thought about it with no concrete exploring. It has been fun researching children's books by rereading the ones we have in our basement. To bad I am no good at children's-book-styles. Suppose there's always a time to learn...
This rant has been written without interruptions. Is there hope for me yet?
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