Monday, April 13, 2009

Writer's Block.

I don't know if what I've had recently could technically be termed writer's block, but blocked I certainly am. Blocked not only by how many hours a day Kiddlywink demands my body sleeps. And when I say demands, I mean it literally. Come nap time, which is never the same time on any given day or even only once a day, I will go cross-eyed trying to stay awake. Sometimes during toilet trips of a night I fall asleep either on the loo, sitting on the side of the bed, or as soon as I've gotten horizontal again but before pulling sheets up. I've even been known to do all three in the one trip. When it's sleepytime, there's NO denying it.

When I am awake? I'm also blocked because who knows what shape my brain'll be in! This makes it very difficult to plan/do/complete normal every day stuff, let alone any writing. Radha and Sahil gave up. They're not taking my calls at the moment. Fair enough too. I was overly ambitious even attempting to tell my brain what to produce. So for the last few months I've contented myself with getting done what I AM capable of doing on any given day.

I've kept up as well as I can with the critiques for my writing group. I've read as much as I can in the Romance section, both e-Pubs and paper books. I've even used a 6 month Netflix giftcard we were given to order from genres I would normally steer clear of. Namely old films and not just the romantic ones.

Funnily enough, as I've relaxed and taken any pressure off myself whatsoever to produce, I've started dreaming VERY vividly. The kind of dreams where I can go to the bathroom, come back to bed and pick up where I left off. Lucid dreams I think they're called, especially when I can take that dream and go on a new tangent. It's been fun, mostly. Sometimes I feel unrested when I'm done for the night because the dreams can often feel like I'm laying there awake and merely thinking things through for hours on end. It's like I go from awake to dreaming but with no awareness of the transition in between. Apparently Alaskaboy's had some amusing and weird conversations with me because of this.

He especially finds it amusing when I call out that I'm awake, in a chirpy definitely awake voice, and by the time he comes in to snuggle 20 seconds later, I'm sound asleep again.

A fairly common short morning conversation will go like this.
ME: blh blah blah blah
Him: Blah blah blah. blah blah blah?
ME: . . . .
Him: Wake up!
Me: I AM awake, I was just thinking.
HIM: No, you were snoring.
(repeat the above sequence three times in the space of ten minutes)

I can literally hear what he's saying and believe I'm thinking of the reply, but apparently I'm asleep while doing it. LOL

One of these dreams has demanded that it become a story, or at least the first couple of chapters from the Heroine's point of view. During the dream it was me and my family that the events happened to, but as of course, during dreams it wasn't actually our home or backyard etc, not even a close approximation thereof, but in the dream it was home. And I forgot some of the details and have changed some to suit this new story better, but I'm writing again because of it.

Well, a month ago I was. I wrote chapter 1a and Chapter 2a out and then got stuck again. Chapter 2 is set in a courtroom, and wasn't part of the dream either as it's from the Hero's perspective so it's all Muse inspired. Two weeks ago I eventually realised what the problem was, I don't know if the spark of an idea I had for it is valid. So I wrote an email to a good acquaintance asking if she'd be able to give me some advice. Best thing is, Mindy does write in the chicklit/romance genre and has experience with law. Bestest thing is she said she'd give it a try.

The last two weeks have been really hectic here. So busy that some of my naps have taken place in the car on the way to other places, or if I'm driving in the parking lots once I'm there. LOL So, it wasn't until this evening I managed to get back to her. Hopefully my idea isn't too spazzy or can at least be worked through/around somehow and I can write some more on this new story. If not, bummer. Will have to come up with a new second chapter.

If my muse isn't willing even if I do get the go ahead for the idea? Well, at least I'm building up ideas and stuff to work on once I'm back in good writing form again.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

I Like This Analogy.

This quote comes from Elizabeth Moon.

It's like mother once attended a recital that included the son of friends. The son of friends was very proud of his muscles. So when he lifted his partner, he made sure he looked STRONG. My mother said he also managed to make his partner look HEAVY. Weight-lifters can grimace and grunt and drip sweat down their fronts, but male dancers are supposed to make it look easy and big strong ballerinas look like thistledown.

Writers who show the sweat marks (as in forcing readers to endure all their research) are like dancers who emphasize the difficulty of lifts and leaps.

Readers shouldn't see us sweat. They shouldn't see the rehearsal with the missed steps, the staggering, the grimaces and groans. Only the grace, only the beauty, only the music.

(Until they think "Oh, I could write like that, it looks so easy..." Then, THEN, they see the sweat, but it's theirs...heh-heh-heh.)

Monday, January 26, 2009

Been Quiet Around Here.

Lately, the weather has been so ridiculously hot that I haven't been interested in doing much except sitting around with as little clothing on as possible. Oh, and drinking cool sweet things while reading. Thankfully, the reading has been for a purpose other than post holiday letdown. It's been too many months since I've written anything so I've re-read three of my favourite paranormal romance series to get back into the proper mindset. It seems to have worked because I'm brainstorming and dreaming about my stories again...even if when I sit down to write I have no words as of yet. Damn pregnancy brain!

Yes. I'm currently 16 weeks pregnant. And it's NOT been good for my writing at all!

Pregnancy brain has not only given me the ability to substitute odd words in the most embarrassing places (I'm off to the Vet's for a checkup.) but it also regularly gives me the astounding ability to talk using words of no greater than two syllables. (I can't do backstroke any more because of the thing where you float too high out of the water: And for those of you playing along at home...that would be bouyancy.) Honestly, It's like I have the world's worst and fastest case of tip-of-the-tongueitis! I know I know the words I want to find but my brain blurts out a much simpler...(thinks REALLY hard)...synonym. Phew! But that probably means I'm screwed for the rest of the week now! lol

Funny thing is, when I'm doing crosswords, brain teasers or other word puzzles, my brain works. It's only during normal conversation that I have these total brain farts. And I can visualise scenes in my head, sometimes, but then when I go to write them down...there's no words. About now I'm starting to pray really hard that my brain comes back after baby is born!

My creativity has been limited to cooking new recipes and learning to crochet. And at the moment, my husband does a better job than me at both of those too! Sheesh. Although since making wontons and potstickers/gyoza is a fiddly business, just like crochet, I'm really not surprised he does better than me at those. He's really good with fine details.

The main reason I'm writing today, other than to update you a little with what's been going on, is to publically declare my intentions to finish the kitchen scene involving Radha and Sahil. Yes, finish it. And finish it by the end of February.

Please don;t laugh too hard, a girl's gotta challenge herself once in awhile ya know! I wonder if promising to give you weekly updates will also motivate my muse to play along with this challenge....