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Time, where does it go?

Time is either my best friend or my worst enemy. It’s now 10:48 AM and I’m on my second cup of coffee, yet I’ve been up since oh, I’m not even sure now, but the minutes have turned into hours and the hours have turned into what feels like days. Camp NaNo is almost over, and I’ve learned a great deal about myself this time as a writer. I decided to make this session work for me instead of speeding through words to get my word count. I outlined. I threw that one out and started all over. Only to find that I as I wrote I was really just writing back story, not the story itself. Back to the drawing board. What did I really have? Where did I want to go? What were my characters really doing? Concept. Theme. Character. Ideas. Plots. Plot bunnies. Structure. Inciting incidents and hooks, first plot points and pinchs, action and reaction, scenes and sequels.

There I was tumbling, falling into the hole like Alice, only where was I? I sure as hell wasn’t in Wonderland. No, I’d fallen into a black hole of structure that was bogging me down so much that I lost my creativity. Where had it gone? Was this what plotting/outlining felt like to a pantser? I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t breath, I was suffocating in all that structure. I took a deep breath and watched the first season of the Vampire Diaries. WOW! Now those are some vampires worth drooling over, I’d take Stephan or Damon over Edward any day. Mind candy was exactly what I needed. But I still needed to figure a few things out for the concept of my novel. Research. I could do some research.

Since I’m writing a book about a natural born witch/psychic I might as well watch some witchy psychicy movies. Read a witchy/psychicy book or three. So off I went in search of movies with a psychic theme, a witch theme, or the supernatural in general. Vampire Diaries has witches, and that lead me to the Originals. The Original Witches. The Original Vampires. WOW! What a novel idea!!!

Oh wait. What about male witches? What about psychics? What about… Oh Wait A Minute! I have the Covenant on DVD. I watched it. I watched yet another season of the Vampire Diaries. I watched the pilot episode of the Originals. I watched Supernatural. I read three chapters of Harry Potter. I ordered the sensor for the Wii that my daughter gave us so we can watch Netflix on our big TV in the living room instead of on the computer (my desktop monitor is only 20″, not exactly great to watch a movie on when you’re on the couch instead of sitting at the desk. I read another chapter of Harry Potter. I read The Trouble with Fate by Leigh Evans (good book). I also read more of Larry Brooks StoryEnginerring. I went back to watching the Vampire Diaries. (NO, of course I’m not hooked. I’m only at the end of season 2 in all of one week).

And I’m back to my novel! Coffee in hand. The good kind, at least to me. I managed to get myself a bag of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee, which my husband does not like, and made a pot after he left for work. So here I am at my desktop, ready to write…. Only trouble is my mind really just isn’t on it… I need to finish that cup of coffee first.

I guess you could say I’m in a writing funk. That’s what happens when time isn’t on your side, or maybe that’s what happens when you procrastinate, or maybe that’s what happens when you spent so much time writing you managed to burn yourself out and need time to recuperate…I don’t know what it is exactly, but my mind has been wondering the past week. I guess I just needed a break. . I still manged to make my word count for the past week though. That’s something.

 
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Posted by on April 24, 2014 in Life, NaNoWriMo, Word count, Writing

 

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Writing and ADHD

I have ADHD. As a writer, a person, a mother, a wife… (the list continued)…ADHD is both a hindrance and a blessing. Why? How? WAIT A MINUTE… I thought only children had ADHD. You’re an adult.

adhd comic

Yes, I’m an adult and I have ADHD. I’ve had ADHD since I was a child. I’ve had it for over forty years. My brother has it. He was diagnosed when we were children. I wasn’t. Why? Because I could sit still. He couldn’t. If I were doing something that interested me I could sit still. Therefore, I couldn’t have it. WRONG, but we’ll get to that later.

In grade school my report cards were awesome, all except the conduct portion, which always read: Does not pay attention in class. Talking in class. Paying attention to the reading group while in the math group, vice versa…Looking back on it, all the signs were there. But back then, in the early 70s the H in ADHD meant you had to be Hyper to have it, and since I wasn’t Hyper, like my brother who couldn’t have sat still if his very life depended on it, I just needed to “do better,” try harder, PAY ATTENTION and FOCUS. I found ways around things. Coping skills that worked, for the most part, for me. I love to read. I can sit and read for hours, but I also read multiple books at a time. I am a multi-tasker. Books are one of the few things I could finish.

Unfortunately, the moment I get bored, lose my focus, find a better idea/project/etc I drop whatever I’m doing and go on to the next thing, the next idea… And they’re always such great ideas. Sometimes I get involved in multiple projects at one time. Reading isn’t enough, I also take pictures, draw, write, decorate, scrapbook, etc… I don’t always have follow-thru. Finishitis. I can’t seem to finish all the things I start. There’s just not enough of me, of my focus, my attention, my creativity or my memory for me to finish everything. So if it is really important to me I don’t stop until I am finish.

For example, a few months ago I got it into my mind to paint my step-daughter’s room. Spoke to Mr. Rockstar/Truck Driver about it. He liked the idea. He’d seen what my daughter and I had done with what was my son’s room turned into my writing room now turned back into my son’s room looked like after it was finished and he liked it. So we went to Wally World and bought the paint, an extra roller and a trim brush and headed back home. We moved furniture around, covered furniture, put paint tape on the trim, etc, and started painting. After the walls were finished, the ugly brown paint on the antique dresser looked even worse. I had an IDEA!

Why not use the left over paint from the wall in the writing room/son’s room, that beautiful turquoise color, and paint the ugly brown dresser and the worn, scratched nightstand. After all, her new comforter set had that exact shade of turquoise in it, plus the sheets and pillow cases that came with the comforter and shams were turquoise and white. Perfect! So then we painted the dresser and nightstand. WAALA!!! We went back over the missed spots on the wall and called it a day. Eight hours later. My poor husband. I was ecstatic and exhausted at the same time.

Before

Before

After

After

Writing is hard work, at least for me. It’s fun. It’s my passion and an outlet. But my writing process is probably a lot different than the average bear’s, I mean writer’s. For example, it has taken me over  seven hours just to get to this part of the post. Why? First I got distracted by my husband, and laundry and the dishes. Then we had to go pick up dinner… Wings and fried rice from the local Chinese Food restaurant Than I ate dinner. Then I watched a movie. At the end of the movie Mr. Rockstar was asleep and I remembered I had to finish this post, but what I really wanted to do was watch another movie. While writing the post I had to find the right picture, then I had to find the information I wanted, then I had to check my email, then I had to check on something else, and get something else to drink. I got distracted by, oh look, it’s a squirrel.

I’ve tried outlining, using post-it notes, making lists, using Evernote and OneNote. I’ve tried using a Filofax to stay organized, I’ve tried inspiration boards and corkboards, I’ve tried all kind of things to try to help me focus, stay focused. To help the writing process. To tell you the truth, as I write this I have five tabs open–this is one of them. One of the others is an article “15 Signs You May Have Adult ADHD.”  One of the other tabs is Larry Brooks’ StoryFix, Another is Camp NaNoWriMo to remind me that I need to post my word count, which reminds me that I should actually be writing my novel not taking over seven hours to write one blog post. WTH am I thinking? Oh, wait a minute… I’m thinking about writing, bicycles, getting another glass of soda, how I need to go pee, I need to get back to my novel, I need to finish this damn post, I need to see how much a new Wii Remote is, and Squirrel!

And that’s just a small portion of what I go through everyday when I sit down to write. Caffeine helps. I don’t do medication. I’ve been there, done that. And yes it would (most likely) help, but I can’t deal with the side effects, Neither can the people around me because the side affects cause other problems like depression, anxiety, diminished creativity, etc… Instead I have found that sometimes the best thing I can do is roll with it–when I get an idea I write it down. Hopefully I have my little “idea” notebook with me or nearby. If not, then I try to find a piece of paper. My desk is covered with post-it notes and index cards with ideas written on them. If I get distracted by a post-it note I’ve already written on, or if I can’t find a piece of paper, then chances are I’m going to forget my brilliant idea, and later on when I’m trying to remember it I won’t be able to, but I could tell you about how I felt in the fifth grade when my teacher Miss Bush (Mrs. Whittet after she got married) began reading Stephen King’s “Salem’s Lot,”  (And yes, I remember her name, but no I can’t tell you the big idea I had five minutes ago because I didn’t write it down.)

I forget things.I have one of those three picture frame holders with four hooks for you to hang your keys on. It’s hung on the wall right beside the front door. I hang my keys there 99% of the time. The other 1% I put them on the kitchen counter or in my purse. If I do not put them in the same place all the time then I’ll spend a bunch of energy and time looking for them. My desk looks similar to the picture above, only I’ve got a ton of colored post-it notes scattered across mine. I call it creative clutter. I know where everything is, but I’m not sure anyone else would. My ex husband has OCD and I drove him crazy with my creative clutter. Mr. Rockstar, however, gets me. He’s laid back enough that it’s not a big deal to him. He finds it adorable that I go off on tangents, and most of the time he gets my logic. Most people don’t.

The whole tangent thing is something that is a constant issue when writing though. It’s either a blessing because it leads me in a great direction, or it’s complete rubish and wasted time and effort and will have to be cut when I edit. Not such a bad thing when it comes to NaNo but a bad thing when it comes to my actual content. So now that I’ve told you a little bit about my writing process and my ADHD, if you have adult ADHD or think you might check out this link.

Have a good one!

 

 

 
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Posted by on April 20, 2014 in Home, Life, Mental Health, NaNoWriMo, Writing

 

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Structure, plotting, and beats oh my

What was I thinking when I signed up for April’s Camp NaNoWriMo? I was already working on a novel. I had already plotted the beginning, middle, and end…Along with the catalyst, the midpoint, the darkest moment, and the B-Story. I know, I lost my ever loving mind. I just lost it! So I decide to plot a completely different novel for Camp NaNo (April) and get most of it in my project in Scrivener, and at the last minute an idea hits me like a ton of bricks! WHOA!

Stop! So I’m working on the structure for that one. Plotting. Reading about plotting, structure, Saving the Cat, and beats…WHAT!?! Somebody has to save a cat? No, no…that’s just the hook…Oh, okay. I got it now. Back to plotting. Back to the dreaded outline. And outlines are not my cup of coffee, they never have been. I spent my first NaNo as a pantster. Then I became a plotster. I tried so hard to be a plotter, but I just get bored with that much detail being put into an outline–I’m long-winded, my outlines don’t look like outlines–No, they look like condensed essays or summaries, a few even look like short stories. And I’ve went through stacks upon stacks of index cards because there just isn’t enough room on one to write it all down.

CUT! Cut! I said cut! Okay, so that type of outlining doesn’t work for me. I wish like hell it did, but it doesn’t. So I condense my index cards to three-four word sentences, or phrases. And the whole while my inner editor, bitch that she is, is screaming. I can hear her as I write those short sentences or phrases. I finally yell back, “It’s just a friggin’ outline!” Okay, I feel better now.

I’ve looked at way too many beat sheets. One too many writing resources about structure. It’s all starting to run together. I go back to the Cat. 15 beats. Only when I look at the list I automatically want to convert the pages for the screenplay into novel pages. Where does the inciting incident go in a novel? Where is that rascally rabbit called the First Plot Point and where does he go? My goodness, don’t forget about the Set Up. So I read some more. Found examples. And wouldn’t you know I found this great post about Harry Potter and structure. Complete with diagrams, percentages, and examples that my overloaded plotster brain can comprehend. If you want to check it out here’s the link. Hell, I even printed out one of the diagrams so I could compare it to the book, which meant I could read the Harry Potter series all over again. (Yes, I realize I’m 46 years old and a grandmother and a wife and a mother and…Reading Harry Potter gave me the same feeling I got the first time I read C.S. Lewis’ Chronicles of Narnia–yes, I’ve reread the series as an adult but  alas my big book is gone and I need to get another–insert extremely sad face here). So on top of trying to write 50K for Camp NaNo, reading several books on structure, along with writing in general, I am also rereading the Harry Potter series. And to be honest, each time I reach my goal I give myself permission to read two-three chapters from Harry Potter, otherwise I’d be curled up on my couch all day reading about Harry’s adventures and my novel for Camp NaNo would develop virtual cobwebs. Last NaNo I rewarded myself with an episode of Supernatural (I was catching up on missed episodes), along with copious amounts of dark chocolate. I’ve done better this time about limiting my amount of chocolate, but I can’t say the same about my reading for pleasure.

 

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Writer Tag

Okay I saw this on Youtube and found it really interesting and thought I’d post a blog since I don’t do the vlog thing.

#WriterLife TAG QUESTIONS:

1. Write Fuel: What do you eat/drink while writing?  I usually drink coffee, Dr. Pepper, or sweet tea. I don’t eat while writing, but I do sometimes snack and my favorite snacks are dark chocolate,  peanut M & M’s, or popcorn. I also like combining popcorn with chocolate.

2. Write Sounds: What do you listen to while writing? I prefer quiet or will sometimes listen to Rainy Moods (right now it’s literally raining where I am though so I’m listening to the sound of rain outside my living room window. If I do feel the need to listen to music I prefer instrumental music.

3. Write Vice: What’s your most debilitating distraction? PEOPLE hovering over me, or talking to me while I’m trying to write,  and the INTERNET and where it can take me: YouTube, WordPress Reader, FB, Wikipedia…the list goes on.

4. Write Horror: What’s the worst thing that’s ever happened to you while writing? Power went out, computer crashed… Now I email myself a copy of my WIP a few times a week.

5. Write Joy: What’s the best thing that’s ever happened while writing or how do you celebrate small victories? Completing 50K the first time I did NaNoWriMo. I celebrated with chocolate and purchased Scrivener.

6. Write Crew: Who do you communicate with or not communicate with while writing? I don’t communicate with anyone while I’m actually writing, it’s too distracting. If there are people around and an idea comes I write it down in my notebook and wait until I’m by myself to write.

7. Write Secret: What’s your writing secret to success or hidden flaw?  I think the biggest writing secret isn’t a secret at all–it’s to write, write, write. And don’t delete anything. Make a file or a folder for what you want to delete so that later you can go back. I love that Scrivener as what’s called Snapshot, and I’ll definitely be using it when it’s time for me to edit my WIP.

8. Write-spiration: What always makes you productive?  Coffee. Quiet. If I find myself feeling drained creatively I read or watch television (usually a movie).

9. Write Peeve: What’s one thing writers do (or you do) that’s annoying? My personal pet peeve is that I get distracted easily. I wish I didn’t have to have peace and quiet to write.

10. Write Words- Share one sentence from a project. Past or present.  Present WIP:  “I’d have understood,” I said. “It might have taken me a few moments to take it all in, but I don’t think I’d have judged her.” The moment the words were out of my mouth I knew I’d misspoken. I’d have been angry that she hadn’t told me the truth a long time ago. Angry that I’d spent years feeling like there was something wrong with me. Maybe Mom had been right. I might have judged her, but she still should have told me. Things might have been different if I’d known why I was different.

 
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Posted by on April 7, 2014 in Life, Writing

 

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Writing, Day 5/30, and new keyboard

My new keyboard

My new keyboard

First let me start off by saying I just got the Adesso True Form Media Ergonomic Keyboard (delivered by FedEx). I love it. It’s taking a bit of getting used to. The reviews were right… It feels more plastic than rubbery, it’s loud when you type–click, click, click (which is fine with me because now I sound like I’m writing–I love that sound. The click of keys. It’s one of the things I miss about using a typewriter). And if you don’t know where your keys are without looking at them it wouldn’t be the keyboard for you, not really. I had been using my son’s keyboard because mine had keys that stuck, the labels were worn off of half the keys, and one of the keys was broken…Once my son came back I had to get another keyboard. I decided to go with one that would reduce the chance of carpal tunnel. Now that I’m writing full-time I’ve noticed that either my neck and shoulders hurt from hunching over the keyboard or my wrists hurt… Now that I’m typing the way you’re supposed to, with my hands in the correct position (which I should have been doing all along but with the flatter keyboards it wasn’t comfortable even with the little foamy thing I bought to help)…I find that I actually sit up straight while using the keyboard, I guess it’s because of the position my hands and wrists are in, the fact that I no longer have to lean over, but it’s much more comfortable. Happy writer over here!

My word count on the left; my cabin's word count on the right.

My word count on the left; my cabin’s word count on the right.

This is the next thing on my list of things that make me happy. Word Count… Wooo Hooo! I’d gotten a little behind schedule Thursday and Friday because I was finishing Save the Cat and filling up my corkboard with index cards, some of which I’ve now color coded. I’ve got the literal corkboard with index cards to use when I’m tired of being at the computer but I want to look over things for my novel, or I just need a different perspective. Sometimes the physical act of writing out things with a pen, color coding the index cards, or going through the index cards themselves helps me figure out something I’m missing or just not seeing when I’m at the computer. Don’t get me wrong, I use the hell out of Scrivener’s corkboard. It’s one of my favorite parts of the software, but I grew up writing with a typewriter, a pad and pen or pencil, and index cards. Sometimes when I get stuck I go back to “old school” stuff. But today I kicked ass, and I’m not done yet. Right now my total word count is 9,666 (don’t freak out because of the number, I’ll be adding words soon enough), and out of that total I wrote 2,208 words today. Kicking ass and taking names. I’m also working on a few of the minor character’s sketch sheets because those characters will be introduced soon. I’ve already introduced her mentor and her sidekick, though that’s just in passing reference because the sidekick is her mentor’s daughter. MC is just now finding out about her heritage, powers, and her destiny… One of the major themes of the novel is the whole Predestination versus Free Will thing. Since she’s a Nephilim she has the powers of an angel, and the soul/free will of man. She has to choose to fulfill the prophecy. She has to choose to be the Peace Bringer. (I love all these trope terms… They really help me flush out the beats I need to go through in order for her to fulfill her role as a hero, as well as the prophecy).  I’m not one to follow the rules though, so my MC, the (unwilling) hero of my story is a female. One of the Watchers is a female angel. The secondary antagonist is a red haired, green eyed male Nephilim who has chosen the side of the Fallen. The mentor is a Southern woman, a psychic, and is educated but has the Southern drawl/slang…She knows who she is, where she came from, and unlike the unwilling hero/MC she doesn’t feel stuck in a small town in the South or ashamed of being from the South. The MC has a long bumpy road ahead of her, but she’ll get over her fear of being stuck in a small town in the South, learn to appreciate the camaraderie that comes from being part of a small town along with the pitfalls–everybody knows everybody and their business (but the helps her because when someone new comes to town everyone knows it–grapevine of gossip).

small town quote

One of the things I really liked about the Beautiful Creatures was that the author’s nailed what it’s like living in a small town. Where I live is a rather small city/town and the natives often call it the pit because once it sucks you in you never get out. I grew up in Charleston though, which is large city compared to where I live now, but still growing up in the same place, with all the same people, means everybody knows you, who you’re related to, where you live or at least the neighborhood you live in… Sure there were people I didn’t know by name in the back of my neighborhood, or who had just moved in, or who didn’t have children…but for the most part I knew my neighbors and I felt like I was part of a community. The MC wants to be anonymous. She wants to get out of her small town, move to the city, experience life without being judged or labeled a black sheep or feeling ostracized because she’s different. What she doesn’t realize is that you can be alone in a room full of people, just as well as be alone in city full of people. She’s always known she was different, always felt like she didn’t fit in, she’s finding out why that is, and it’s not just an internal thing. She is different. (Hell, we’re all different, but that’s a topic for another day.)

So I’m off to finish the chapter I’m working on. which is my CATALYST chapter. Happy writing! And have a great weekend.

 

 

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Inner Demons

A fellow blogger wrote a post that made me think. She had a bad night and began having doubts, which seems to be par for the course for many a writer. No matter how well you write, you’re going to have times when what you write is utter shit. When you don’t like it and want to trash it… Delete, delete, delete. I’ve learned not to do that. I save it in a file called “Deleted shit” so that later on I can go back to it.

 “Judging your early artistic efforts is artist abuse.”
Julie Cameron

I’ve also learned that I need to take breaks from writing, especially if I’ve hit that sweet spot while writing and managed to get quite a lot accomplished.  If I don’t take a break then I will either burn myself out, end up with writer’s block because I’ll get stuck after such a big run of it…

asleep at desk

Or I might just fall asleep in my chair, sitting at my desk…

Yes, I’ve done that.

I’ve also done the whole take a long break from writing. There was a period of time when I didn’t write fiction, not even a short story, or poetry. I lost a lot of my poetry when I left the ex, and maybe that was for the best. I had serious inner demons back then and it took me a long while to exercise them.

Not that I don’t still have a few inner demons, I do, but now they’re the normal ones. I get tired, burned out, insecure, overwhelmed… there are times when I feel isolated and lonely… times when I’m not sure I’m talented enough… disciplined enough…smart enough…There are also times when I feel like I’m wasting my time and effort, that it would be much better for us financially if I went to work full-time instead of working on my writing full-time…

Note from Mr. Rockstar

Note from Mr. Rockstar

Thankfully I have a husband who is supportive. Who appreciates all that I do around the house (never thought I’d be a housewife). Who believes in me  and has faith in my talent.I am working on a novel that has been simmering for almost 2 years now. NaNoWriMo 2012. I finally got the story right in my head, and now I’m working on it for Camp NaNoWriMo. Maybe it will be SHIT. Maybe it will be decent. Maybe it will even be great.  All I know if I feel the need to write it.

 

“Writing isn’t about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end it’s about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life as well. It’s about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy. …this book…is a permission slip: you can, you should, and if you’re brave enough to start, you will. Writing is magic, as much the water of life as any other creative art. The water is free. So drink.
Drink and be filled up.”
― Stephen KingOn Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

I’m writing for me. Maybe no one will ever read my book except for me, my husband and my children. It doesn’t matter. I’m getting the words of the story out there on the page. That’s what matters. And the words don’t always come easy.

“The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them — words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they’re brought out. But it’s more than that, isn’t it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you’ve said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That’s the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear.”
― Stephen KingDifferent Seasons

Being part of a community where writing is concerned, whether you’re blogging, writing fiction, or poetry or all three, makes you feel like you’re not so alone in the world as a writer–at least it does for me.. I feel as if I’m part of something so much bigger than myself and that I have a kinship of sorts with other writers. Blogging, being part of NaNoWriMo and Camp NaNo has really helped me branch out as a writer. I’ve learned, been inspired, and motivated over the past few years.

 “Writing is a little bit like prostitution. First you do it for love. Then you do it for a few friends. Then you do it for money.”
― Molière

 
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Posted by on April 4, 2014 in Life, NaNoWriMo, Writing

 

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Insecure Writer’s Support Group

IWSG badge

A few days ago I saw this badge on a fellow blogger’s website. I remember thinking “WOW! That’s me!…I need to join that group…” SO I clicked on the badge…read up on it at this site. And today I saw the badge in yet another post… and realized I had not yet written my own post about it–after all, I’d subscribed and joined the group, but I not yet put my blog on their linky tool thing, nor had I managed to place the actual badge on my blog. I guess I’ve had tunnel vision since Camp NaNo started. WTH? Burgess, get with the program.

So now I’ve tweeted about the site, am in the process of blogging about it, I’ve placed the badge on my blog, and am following them. Check marks for all of those things… Can you tell I have ADHD? (Squirrel!)

I think this is the greatest idea. I often find myself questioning whether or not I’m actually a “Writer” or I guess I should say a “Bonafide Writer,” as one of my relatives used to say. “She’s a bonafide bitch…He’s a bonafide mechanic…” My husband put an index card on my keyboard this morning for me to find…(which really means something because his new job has early hours… He’s up at around 3am so he can leave for work at 4:30…I’m usually going to bed around 2am)…Anywho, the card says: “HAVE A GREAT DAY!! and WRITE, WRITE, WRITE!!!! i LOVE YOU!!!!”  Now that’s my Mr. Rockstar/Truck Driver for you. He’s so supportive and amazing. I don’t know what I’d do without him…

But…I also need to be reminded by other writer’s that I’m not alone out there. ISWG Insecure Writer’s Support Group does their posting on the first Wednesday of every month. so this post is a little late for this months posts to be added, but it’s not too late to join the group.

TO find the blog hop for ISWG:

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Posted by on April 3, 2014 in Life, NaNoWriMo, Writing

 

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