Just a few quick notes. Word counts for the day:
- novel-scene-turned-journal-entry: 432
- journal-entry-turned-ranty-blog-post: 1500-ish (was interrupted just before hitting publish, thank the universe)
- stream-of-thought poetry (this is a newer thing, very cathartic): 440
- stream-of-thought-ish other blog post: maybe 500 or so
My word count seems fine. But does my ability to stick to one subject, and/or to do anything other than produce or consume words these days? Not so much. Racked with guilt. Husband meanwhile did a ton of reno’s and other household stuff.
Don’t know if my guilt will allow me to produce a novel, even though passion/obsession/addiction will likely allow me to produce the requisite word count. But both might ease up, after this week’s fall break. Back to the regular schedule.
Might need to actually do some plotting if I hope to produce a finished work, instead of the usual dedicated pantsing. Check out Sathepine‘s blog for novelling methods in a more plotter style. Good comments on her post here, as well: https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/8729452/posts/7029
I did fold laundry, exercise (have been religious about it, these past weeks; essential for mental health even more than physical, perhaps) and make dinner. Best part was boiling Brussels sprouts, their thick greenness bubbling in the pot. Also, painting the face of one of the boys. These moments were the among the only ones in which I felt “in my body.”
In the spirit of Halloween/Toussaints/Dios de los Muertos (in which life and light is often celebrated), thought I would share this older piece, a flash story about a dinner party (All Saints’ Eve):
And this unrelated photo.
(For those wondering how to white-out portrait-photo backgrounds, I used iPad Sketchbook – but you could also use Gimp, which is free, and sounds cooler.)
p.s. This is the last warm-up post! NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow. Check it out and try it, if you like; see how it goes, one day at a time. ;))
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Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Zone of Emptiness, France. Thank you for reading. ❤︎