Day 175 – Avoidance

Today was chalk full of procrastination projects despite feeling the pull to write. Trips to the grocery store, hardware store, vet, park, taco cart, I was everywhere but at my desk with my notebook. I was being “responsible.”  Funny how being “responsible” has a way of pulling people away from what really matters to them. The pressure is on. That’s really what’s going on here. The past few days this project received a huge influx of support from friends and friends of friends. So many people have high hopes for me and this project, it’s overwhelming. Supportive voices far out number discouraging voices now so there’s no pointing a finger there and saying well if someone would’ve believed in me I...

Day 174 – Pondering

My dad knows I’m writing a memoir about my mother (whom he has been divorced from for over 20 years). He’s excited I’m writing, just not enthused about my subject matter. Sounds like revenge! were his words to me over the phone. I was taken aback by his comment though I shouldn’t have been. My dad doesn’t have a strong history of supportive behavior toward anyone in his life, but it made me stop and ask myself why I chose memoir and if there was any truth to what he said. Is it revenge? Am I still angry? Is this work coming from a place of spite? Let’s break this down, shall we? Is it revenge?  No. I don’t wish ill on the people I’m writing about. I have no hope of making them look bad or shaming them. Am I still...

Day 173 – Progress Report

Current Project: Memoir Status: In Progress Time Spent:  Writing: 13 hrs. Blogging: 5 hrs. Networking: 5 hrs. Reading:  7 hrs. Holy buckets! Today was another example of what can happen when you simply ask. Our Facebook page was 3 people shy of 100 likes so Leah and I posted a messages on Facebook requesting friends to invite people they know with writerly inclinations for follow our page. In just one day we’ve collected 18 more likes. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am renewed, my writerly funk is no longer. Now let’s get to work. Tomorrow we get another 24 hours to spend. What are you going to make happen? Me? More...

Day 172 – Filling the Well

When you need your brain to think differently, sometimes all you need to do is move your body in a different way. Lots of things do the trick, yoga, swimming, climbing, cartwheels, and somersaults, all take you out of the ordinary and wake up your brain. I’ve been in a funk, low energy and boredom with my everyday walking routine so I grabbed a friend this Tuesday and went to Adult Night at Playland Skateland in north Austin. If you’re having trouble coming up with an interesting character, go to Adult Night at your local skating rink. It’s freaks and geeks central, chalk full of people who are shockingly themselves and completely unapologetic. You might even feel more normal in comparison. Who doesn’t need a dose of that once in awhile?...

Day 171 – Meltdown

At least once a week I meltdown about this project. I did again today. Some days it feels like too much when I look at the big picture. A whole book. That’s what I’m working on. My longest project yet. And because I haven’t done this before I don’t know that I can. Short stories? No problem. Poems? I write them by the dozen. Never once have I tried to write a whole book. They’re written the same as short stories and poems though, one word at a time. So why is it so much scarier? When you write a book, you spend day after day scanning and identifying the trees. When you’re done, you have to step back and look at the forest. – Stephen King Prompt:  Write about a...