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NoMoNaNoWriMo Day 10

Target word count for today: 16670 words.
My wordcount: 8610

News: NaNoWriMo is hard when you can’t be bothered with it.

The story is actually flowing quite nicely, when I can drag myself to the keyboard. The characters are making a certain amount of sense and developing into more fully-fledged people than they were before, my descriptions are less clunky than I remember, and I keep coming up with new plotlines.

It’s just making myself write that’s the problem. I finished work early yesterday and still didn’t manage to meet my target, and although I’ve not been in work at all today I’ve also not done any writing. I used to be prolific, churning out 2000 words in an afternoon with no problem, but now it’s like pulling teeth. I’ve slept, I’ve eaten, I’ve procrastinated, and nothing works.

The time has come for drastic action. I need to par-boil the potatoes, which doesn’t really take long enough for me to write, but once that’s done I will get out my cupcake timer and set myself some word sprints to try and get something out. One of the problems is that I’m publishing as I go, so I can’t just write rot and edit it out later.

Still, I have a big, wordy chapter up next, so if I make a start I should get to my target easily. Should.

NoMoNaNoWriMo Day 1

Considering that I’m supposed to have no motivations this year, today went really well. I stayed up until half 1 getting a head start and beat my daily target before I went to bed, and then this evening I managed another few hundred words and got an update online. I would have managed more, except we went out for dinner so I had to watch Strictly when I came home. Tomorrow is back to work, and I’m on lates but busy in the morning, so it will be hard to maintain this momentum. I will try, though. It’s nice, at the moment, to reconnect with characters I’ve not touched in so long.

Here we go!

It’s very nearly November 1st, and the first day of my NoMoNaNoWriMo. I have dug out the plan for a story I abandoned over a year ago, and I am ready to make a fresh start on it. With any luck this month should break the back of what remains to be written. It’s probably never going to be good enough to polish up (it’s fanfiction, and would take a complete rewrite that I don’t think it deserves), but I will at least give closure to the few who are still reading it.

A dead fanfiction in a dead fandom, with characters I’ve lost my touch with. Bring it on.

Wordcount: 0
Boozy hot chocolates: 1
Wine: 1

GO!

Declaring 2015 as NoMoNaNoWriMo

Sometimes, if you’re serious about writing, you have to write even when you don’t want to. You have to press on when you’ve got no motivation, no plot and no time.

I don’t want to. It’s not that I don’t know what to write, I just don’t want to write. I’m tired, just thinking about writing makes me feel tired. And I’m going to do NaNoWriMo anyway.

1667 words a day is not hard for me, even on a bad day. I can breeze through that many words in a couple of hours, and even after a long day at work they might be horrible words but they’ll be there. I hand wrote it last year, which might be why the idea of doing it again now fills me with reluctance.

I have five days to get myself in gear. I’m going to dig out an old, abandoned story and reacquaint myself with it, because it needs finishing and might get me back in the mood. Might.

And no matter what, I will finish.

A Weekend Away

I’m sitting on a bus that will take me from work to a training course the next town over. It’s giving me time to do Stuff, the little bits that I need internet access for but which become secondary to the bulk of my internet time, like playing Sims and wrangling my solicitors. More on that later.

Work had been getting to me lately. Not because I don’t like iit. I love my job and have definitely dropped lucky, considering the job I got isn’t the one they advertised and I applied for. But even the best job can become a chore when you do a lot of it. I did 17 hours of overtime in September, and my weekends when I wasn’t working were filled with busyness, like a morris festival and helping my brother find a job and trying to plan his wedding. Blogging has become very much an afterthought, partly because I have too many first thoughts. Currently my journal is about A7 and I don’t fill it in every day. I need to get better at carving that time out for myself.

This weekend just gone, I found that I had three days off in a row. It only happens very occasionally, but because I will be working this Saturday I get a day off during the week, and it happened to be Monday, so gave me three days. This was enough for me to get away, and I hopped on the hour and a half train journey to Blackpool, where I was joined by my best friend. It was an eye-opening experience. My first rollercoaster ride in years, my first overnight trip to Blackpool, my first trip there in, probably, nearly 20 years. It is everything my Mum recalled. Seedy, past it, covered with a veneer of glamour that doesn’t hide the peeling paint and strip joints.

I loved getting away and spending time with Ash, but that doesn’t mean I have to love the place I went.

Sunday Shopping

Today was the Calderdale Model Railway Society’s annual exhibition, and as I hadn’t been for years I decided to go. It was also car boot day right outside the leisure centre where it was being held, so of course we had a look around that as well, and then I decided I was going to do kangaroo for dinner so we had to go to Lidl too.

Lidl, sadly, had no kangaroo (we’re having chicken instead), but they did have a gorgeous pink food processor for just £50. At the car boot sale I cam off even better, with a beautiful pair of decorative jugs for just £1 each. They’re by Laguna Ceramic Arts, about whom I can find nothing, but they were so pretty I had to have them. Now I just need to work out what to do with this stuff until I get the house and have somewhere to store them…