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Novel writing, or not...
Dec. 2nd, 2008 11:33 amWell... November was both good and bad for my novel, and I am feeling rather down about it all.
I was 'between jobs' for October and the first half of November - the perils of freelancing. However, I acheived only as much in October as I did in September, when I was working full time and suffering a mad commute. So I decided I really must crack on in November while I'm still off work, otherwise I'll regret it as time wasted. For a while there I was writing every day, and once managed over 2000 words.
Then I was back at work for a couple of weeks - the job with the horrid commute, alas - and it all came to a grinding halt. I am going to have to force myself back into it later today. (Where's that iron crowbar...?)
A brief and entertaining diversion yesterday into Merlin fan-fic kind of helped and kind of didn't. I mean, any writing is a positive sign, and yet I really should devote my writerly efforts, such as they are, to Keats. (I am currently trying to ignore an idea for a Bond (Daniel Craig) fic, but it's awfully tempting!)
Anyway, enough of all this gloom and doom! I'm sure I'll cheer up again once I'm writing again. And I am currently at a word count of 24,733, so what's to feel down about...??? Maybe I should do what Keats used to do when he needed to get himself back into the right frame of mind to write. He would wash and dress properly as if he were going out - 'adonize' himself, as he put it - and sit down, and just do it.
Come on, then. Just do it!
I was 'between jobs' for October and the first half of November - the perils of freelancing. However, I acheived only as much in October as I did in September, when I was working full time and suffering a mad commute. So I decided I really must crack on in November while I'm still off work, otherwise I'll regret it as time wasted. For a while there I was writing every day, and once managed over 2000 words.
Then I was back at work for a couple of weeks - the job with the horrid commute, alas - and it all came to a grinding halt. I am going to have to force myself back into it later today. (Where's that iron crowbar...?)
A brief and entertaining diversion yesterday into Merlin fan-fic kind of helped and kind of didn't. I mean, any writing is a positive sign, and yet I really should devote my writerly efforts, such as they are, to Keats. (I am currently trying to ignore an idea for a Bond (Daniel Craig) fic, but it's awfully tempting!)
Anyway, enough of all this gloom and doom! I'm sure I'll cheer up again once I'm writing again. And I am currently at a word count of 24,733, so what's to feel down about...??? Maybe I should do what Keats used to do when he needed to get himself back into the right frame of mind to write. He would wash and dress properly as if he were going out - 'adonize' himself, as he put it - and sit down, and just do it.
Come on, then. Just do it!
