…the tough get going, or, they crumple in a heap in the corner. Well, thats been me these past couple of months.
Firstly i must apologise for my blog absence recently. Health issues, along with an overwhelming sense of “i Just Don’t Know What To Say” Syndrome have hit me hard. Thanks to the 100k Challenge, I’m still writing, daily, and hoping that some of it, at some stage, might make it into the novel.
But why I’m really here today is to record/share my thoughts on Swanwick 2014…
I didn’t get chance to blog at all last week. What with the 100K challenge and then the internet going down for 2 days (GRRRR!!!! Don’t ask *rolls eyes*) but, i have got back in to reading, and watching rather a lot of a certain TV show…so its all good.
Just a quick piece of fiction today that was written in response to Dominics recent photo…
Im sorry I’ve not blogged this week…The Hubster had a staycation and we went away for a few days, and now, I’m really struggling to get back into a routine. Will need to be more focused come Tuesday because its the start of the 100K in 100 Days Challenge. This is where we write 1000 words a day for 100 days. Im really looking forward to it as i need something to give me a push lol
But the real reason I’ve popped in today is…
Those of you who have been reading my blog for a while now will know that i often struggle with not writing. Its not writers block, its not got anything to do with being scared of the blank page. As I’m a huge fan of prompts, i can always find something to write about. No, i think my main problem is procrastination. I need someone to tell me “GO WRITE!” and stand over me with a large metal implement lol. But…just recently…things have improved…and heres why…
Please identify yourself!
I don’t think you’re being entirely fair. Ive kept my side of the deal, i write every day (well, ok, nearly), and have done on and off for several years now. Im not sure if i should be thanking you for that or just congratulating myself on my own powers of determination.
I get so jealous when i hear other writers talk about their “muses”. Some are real people who inspire them to write (*thinks*…nope, i don’t have one of those). Others talk about an imaginary entity, fairies, animals or a spiritual being (*thinks*…nope, i don’t see you as that either). Some see their muse as being part of themselves, a part that pushes them on in the right direction with an encouraging, supportive hand (*laughs* yeah, right, theres nothing pushing me on!).
So why are you so elusive?
Ive spent the last 4 years writing…short stories, novels, scenes, characterisations, but no idea, so far, has had that “wow factor”. Nothing has gripped me so tightly that i don’t want to let go of it. Can i say to myself, oh, well, thats because i don’t have a muse? Are all my ideas destined to be boring without your guidance?
So please muse, if you’re reading this i could really do with a helping hand. A flash of inspirational brilliance, just one (I’m not greedy) would be so welcome right now. Something along the lines of Harry Potter, or The Hunger Games would be good. Thats not asking too much is it? 😉
I look forward to hearing from you at your earliest convenience.
Do you have a “Muse”? Would love to hear about him/her/it 🙂
Todays piece of fiction was scribbled in my notebook yesterday and was inspired by two things: