Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “something you enjoyed.” Write about something you thoroughly enjoyed. Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
I know my life might seem boring to others, but this blog is the place where I talk about the things I enjoy.
Would I love to travel or go to amusement parks? You bet. But my life seems to be on a different path. I find my joy where I live.
Learning something new gives me joy. Bring creative expresses my joy. And also do arts like drawing and diamond painting, music, like piano and my other recent pursuits, writing the story popping up in my head brings me joy. Yarning is delightful.
My favorite is visiting with family and friends. But that doesn’t happen as often as I’d like still it’s the icing on the enjoyment cake.
Finally working on the top ( which means I work upside down so I can reach that part.)The Inktober prompts I’m using today: artic and rival. These are the only thing I could sketch to represent. The story perceived them differently.Two faces facing off.
So far I have 8,951 words. I have more to write tonight. Yeah, I’m behind now. But I am having fun with my imaginary friends. NaNoWriMo 2025. By the way, that site is TrackBear. A way to keep track of wordage.
Some of the songs I’m playing with now.All the socks in progress now.
Computer problems. Why do they always show up during NaNo? At any rate, I finished 5,024 words last night. At midnight. Talk about making it by the skin of your teeth!
Today was slow after such a late night with tummy issues. I’m only just now getting started.
Katherine hides her face in shame. It was an awful blunder. One she could never explain. She didn’t know how it happened. Neither could she tell about the unknown patient who became a mermaid who ran away.
Tonight I will cover the blunders made by the three groups of characters that have crowded into my NaNo.
I’m already frustrated with NaNoWriMo. What started with energy and ideas at 12:10 am November first, is now pulling teeth.
What has helped are the Inktober prompts. My randomly generated characters and their development resulted in a mermaid. Is it due to the fluid in her IV when she was brought in due to extreme jaundice and fainting or something that was innate just waiting for the right combo of chemical, genetic,or circumstances? We don’t know yet.
And another character was needed. Her random name is America, like the actress.
Sunn (the suddenly evolving mermaid) is running for safety when she meets America.
Quickly they are separated. Not knowing what else to do, America ends up at a family restaurant preparing and eating tacos. Yeah,I guess I was hungry.😂
This occurred as the prompts ‘shredded’ and ‘drink’ came up. Here’s my quick sketch:
Today I knew I had to include ‘trunk’ and ‘ragged’
How these will fit in the story escapes me. But that’s the challenge, right? I think it is stash from previous merfolk.
How do the stories of the reunion class picnic apply to the discovery of mermaids? I don’t know So far these are people in their 70s. Some at the picnic are smoking, so? I’ve never smoked weed. So I can only go by the stories I’ve heard. But I do love to swim. I love tacos… Trying to write what I know. Yes, arthritis and bad eyesight get a chance here.
Ah, but I still need 1,036 before I can go to bed.
This was a fun book to listen to. It brought back memories of my children enjoying the Back to the Future franchise.
I was lucky to pick this up through Libby. It surprised me that Michael J. Fox did his own narration. I had to slow down the audio because I sometimes didn’t quite catch what was said. That may just be because I was busy doing other things while listening. Still, Michael talks fast, so it helped me concentrate better.
If you want a little flash to the past, this is a great read/listen.
Though writing is a lonely task, by necessity, it is nice to have company in the process.
I have an overactive imagination and writing helps harness that mess of the muses. Still, I know anywhere from 1 to 30 days I will long for human contact.
Sadly, it is hard to help my family and friends to know when they can help and when I need solitude. Sometimes the muses make me work for every letter, sweat and swearing can apply here. The fam and friends can wave in passing, just don’t feel hurt if they are ignored.
Then there are the desperate days, company helps open the mind from the hurricane of the deserted brain. But whereas in normal days I can luxuriate in the glow of love, in writing times, like NaNoWriMo, I have to limit myself to people, even the well-meaning, can stifle the process.
When there are folks accompanying my creative pursuits, I cannot look at other’s fantastic works. I think I have hypochondria to other people’s musings. Sorry, everyone for not peeking. We’re all safer that way. I can’t wait until my Inktober and NaNoWriMo fuse is finished so I can check out all the glory you all have created.
This past couple of weeks my energy has been low. I worried whether I’d feel up to NaNoWriMo (I certainly lost the Inktober during October) but I plan to incorporate the Inkprompts with the writing. I have enjoyed drawing my characters.
But after three 20 minute naps I was still tired and went to bed around 10.
At 12:10 I woke with enough energy to skip into the living room to open my laptop and write! I managed 1,684 before sleep call again. I’m so happy with the story so far. I can’t wait to see what happens!
By the way, I think my title is Folie à Plusieurs (the madness of the masses). What would you expect from a reunion of old hippies?
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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