There’s only one thing like the joy of writing 50,000 words in 30 days…. Stopping!
It’s the same kind of relief I used to feel when I finished a run. The running felt pretty good some of the time, but the stopping felt really good all of the time. The same is true for writing.
In 30 days I’ve had ups and downs. I’ve written decent scenes and some that will never see the light of day.
I’ve worked hard and also procrastinated at an Olympic level.
But I’ve started. I’ve started what was only an idea and made it the first 50,000 words of The Rocker’s Mrs.
What will happen to it (and me) now?
Well, it will be seriously ignored for a while. I mean that in the best possible way.
1. I need to do some laundry or buy more underwear. Just saying.
2. I need a break from the computer.
The chair doesn’t have my rear end imprint… my rear end is getting a chair imprint.
3. I have got to figure out what smells weird in my refrigerator.
4. It’s the holiday season, and I’ve got to do some book promotions for the four novels that are already out in the world.
5. It’s time to scout around and see if there’s a traditional publisher who would like to bring one of my novels out in print.
6. I’ve got to pick up the revision of the Montana Myth novel and finish it up.
7. Family? Well, hello!
8. It’s only 25 days until Christmas, right?! What could possibly need doing?
10. The audio book for Hollywood Beginnings will need a good launching in December.
Happy Last Day of National Novel Writing Month!
My Black Friday does not consist of standing in a freezing parking lot around a dumpster fire and waiting for a store to open so I can get a TV bigger than my house for $19.99.
I’m not immune to the stampede.
I did once stand outside a Best Buy for several hours in the pre-dawn cold to buy a camera. It was more fun than it sounds. I felt, in fact, like I’d taken down some wild game and brought it back to feed the family. Really, it was a sense of hunting victory.
But mostly what I like to do on Black Friday, is run around with my girls. Sometimes the girls include my sisters, nieces, and daughters. Mostly, though, it’s my daughters and their friends. Since most moms don’t volunteer the van for early morning shopping with kids, my daughters have plenty of friends who have never shopped the day after Thanksgiving before.
So, to make it festive, we have a couple of traditions:
1. My husband makes a Christmas mix CD that is waiting for us in the car the morning of the 29th.
This is no ordinary mix. He’s got the tastes of a 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 + year old. You never know what he’s going to throw in there. A classic will be quickly followed by something heard only on a college radio station. (I’ll give you the list in December).
2. Big expensive coffee drinks are allowed.
I’m pretty frugal. I’m also a less is more kind of gal when it comes to consumption (except office supplies). My girls are used to travel mugs with caffeine from home and the occasional purchased latte that can never exceed 12 ounces because “nobody needs more than 12 ounces of sugar.” Black Friday? 16 ounces, baby!
3. Nobody needs to buy anything.
If you have something you absolutely need or you can’t go on, the whole outing feels stressful. Wander with the crowds, enjoy the long lines. You can get in them or not. It’s all good.
4. Stop for breakfast.
Again, there are no limits on carbohydrates.
5. Nap. (See the note about all the carbohydrates).
6. Get back out there if you want to or call it a day and watch “White Christmas.”
Happy Holiday Shopping!
Today I’m giving thanks, not for my whole life, (which I am very, very grateful for) but for my life as a reader.
Yes, I am thankful to be a reader because:
1. I’ve gotten to travel the world without leaving home.
2. I’ve met and lived vicariously through a thousand interesting characters.
3. I’ve learned things about life from experiencing the life of stories.
4. In countless books, I’ve laughed and cried and been delightfully surprised bycharacters, plots, and the writing itself.
5. At times when I’ve needed escape (a little bit every day!) I’ve had a passport to somewhere else.
6. When I needed company, a book was right there beside me, waiting to be opened.
7. Books have fed my hamster wheel brain, and kept me learning and growing.
8. Some of my sweetest childhood memories involve sitting with a beloved grown-up and a book.
9. Learning to read was a stellar event, one I do not take for granted and wish for everyone.
10. I have found a home in books and made myself at home writing them.
Happily grateful and wishing you the very best season of giving thanks!
In addition to leading a group of writers at Flathead Valley Community College through National Novel Writing Month, I’ve also just finished a 12 week course based on The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron.
It was a wonderful group of women interested in all sorts of creative pursuits. These are a few of the many things I took away from the experience:
1. We are all too hard on ourselves, but we need others to point that out to us.
2. When you give yourself permission to do something you want to do, you’ll be glad you did.
3. Don’t underestimate the little joys. Sometimes they end up being the big ones too.
4. We’re more alike than we are different.
5. There’s no shame in wanting some encouragement. We all need an “atta girl” sometimes.
6. We are often our own worst enemy. The good news? We can change that.
7. If you want to meet a dozen interesting, funny, creative women, meet a dozen women.
Tally, The Writing (and attack) Dog, makes me laugh!
Happy whatever makes you happy!