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 ร Plusieurs (the madness of the masses). What would you expect from a reunion of old hippies?
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โalarm.โ Use it as a noun, use it as a verb or an adverb or an adjective, use it any way youโd like. Enjoy!
Alarms are ringing in my head. The night most people feel as exciting fright for Halloween, is my deadline for prep for the night of writing dangerously. Midnight after the trick or treaters have counted and downed much of their bounty, I’m drinking tea and hoping for words to count. But I have to wait for that moment. Five more days! (Only 5!)
This last week my reality was so much better than playing with my imaginary friends, but that time away made these characters as flimsy as paper dolls.
Well, my stream just found an idea! Maybe I’m playing with my new friends this next few days. That is IF I can put down the yarn long enough to create a yarn. By the way, NaNo2.org is the new site, thanks, Yvensong. Still checking it out.
Decades ago I was in this community musical. Just chorus, but it was so fun. Oliver songs make me so happy. Even if singing about poverty, codependency, and stealing don’t seem appropriate topics to have any glee about.
Peck and puck are left over. But Shakespeare did give us the hockey puck, yes?๐คฃ Okay, be nice.ย I do have chickens who could peck… the seeds at your feet. Why didn’t this stream take me anywhere? Guess I’ll just pack it in now.
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 2nd, 2025 is โslingshot.โ Use it any way youโd like. Enjoy!
My latest binge since the Christmas day special has been Doctor Who. After watching all the specials on Disney+, I meandered to Max. I started with my favorite Dinosaurs on a Spaceship, jumped to the next in my theme, the first of Peter Capaldi with the Tyrannosaurus in London. From there on it’s been a steady binge. Great for background noise as I work on journaling about the past year and future year as we seemingly slingshot around the sun again.
Just to spark intuition and creativity I’ve pulled out Tarot cards or inspirational cards. I’m getting ready to order those writing dice to get the ideas flowing.
Mostly, I can’t wait for this sci-fi couple of weeks with far too many three day weekends and Mondays. For those not following the way my brain works this is how it looked to me:
Saturday, Sunday, Monday
Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Monday. Friday was a leftover
Then Saturday, Sunday, and another Monday
New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, Monday (I know! Thursday!) and another left over Friday.
And look! as if flung from that slingshot another weekend and Monday!
Cool!!!! That’s my favorite things to say and with all the enthusiasm of the multiple exclamation points. Sorry Grammarly and autocorrect. Anything else is stuffy!
Yes, this nearly 75 year old is stuck in the groovy 60s. Well, at least with that word.
I rarely use cool in reference to weather. It’s cold. Or hot. Maybe that’s more location than slang.
Hey, want to know the coolest?
I reached 10,023! (NaNoWriMo) Yay!!! Okay, so I’m nowhere near the end, the story still calls me. Sometimes goals can push. Sometimes they can kill you. The best goal is one that inspires progress and happiness.
Nothing is cooler than a warm kitty.
Notice Joe Cool on the shelf!
Yeah, I still want a warm puppy. One that Sammie will love as much as me.
But Super Sammy wins at the three-legged Spider game. He’s a strong little guy. And will probably be neutered around the 9th of November. We’re still working on the other friendly sibling that is a little darker than him.
Now. I need to bring up one of my favorite things to do in November. Please, I try hard to keep my blog peaceful so I hope not to make others uncomfortable. But… I plan to do NaNoWriMo as usual. I look at it as a competition with only myself. I win no matter if I hit 50K or not just in trying. I believe it is best that way. If another wants to use AI, that’s their business. I feel they are cheating themselves of the amazing creative juices that can flow within.
The other NaNo issue of the forums. I never go there. I find it distracting from the writing process, though an occasional research may send me there. I’m sad to learn that it hasn’t been safe for the young people. The organization says they are working on a better, safer haven for everyone. I’m glad my offspring are middle aged now. It’s such a hard time to raise little ones and it should be up to us, the village, to help kids be safer. By eliminating places to be creative we are making it harder on everyone. Cancel society seems set in cancelling everything. Being aware with love for our fellow beings and speaking up to those who would be harmful to others, I think it’s the only way to learn and grow. I hope that others will join me in the month of writing furiously regardless of where you journal your goals and numbers.
Now I’m behind on reviews again, so I better get busy.
Oh, PS, it snowed a little today, and the trees have lost newly yellowed leaves. Dare we say Winter is here?
Another ponytail holder made with leftover sock yarn.
When I do one more inch of knit stitch it’ll be time for the heel.
An inch and a half of ribbing then an inch of knitting. The heel feels far away.
These slipper socks are easier. The inch or so of ribbing will go quickly. The inch of knitting then heel. This feels close.
My next ponytail holder is a different size of yarn and crochet hook. I hope it works.
Hehehe! The beach is nearly done!
Which brings me to plans. And possible roadblocks.
When the beach is finished I’m setting up an office.ย Diamond Painting will need to be put away for a while. I want to start recording my books, podcasting, and writing, and, well, preparing for NaNoWriMo.
Except for Stream of Consciousness Saturday, I have at least three book reviews to write. I feel I need to get at those and get ahead.
Ugh! What I’ve been putting off saying since I typed the title: today my husband tested positive for COVID. We don’t know how or where he caught it but, um, I’m worried. Our home is too small to do much distancing. My brother and son can keep their distance. But hubby and I share a bedroom. We sit about three feet apart in the living room. So…
Maybe I won’t catch it. I am enjoying my schedule of musical instruments, Duolingo, stationary bike, crafts, etc.
So hoping and praying for the best. And my husband’s health. We are 4 shots into the vaccination. So…
Working on my series: Haven.
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Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
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I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
Hi! my name is Sebastian (You can call me Seb!) ...welcome to my Blog. I'm a photographer from Worcester, Worcestershire, England. Thanks for dropping by! I hope you enjoy my work.
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