This is from Valentine’s Day. Love this dramatic window of sunset. There’s probably better ways of photographing the sun dead on like this, but clearly that knowledge is not mine.
Alas. Still on my list to take a photography class.
Not more important than writing my novel at this time, however.
So, after two days of being full-time writer girl, I haven’t written more than I would on a normal day. I figure if I write about 1,000 words in two hours on a normal day when I also work the day job eight hours, then with six hours of writing time, I should be able to write 5,000 words.
Yes, yes — I know the math comes out to 3,000 words, but I have this dream that the block time will make the word count expand in this glorious exponential way. See, if I could write 5,000 words a day, then a five-day work week would give me 25,000 words, which means I could draft a 100K novel in a month. Give me another month to revise and that would be excellent productivity.
What? You already knew I was a dreamer!
Anyway, I’m not coming close to 3K words, much less 5K. But I am finding that the New Novel is coming together in my head in this most marvelous way.
See, I’ve been bemoaning (mostly to myself) that I haven’t yet written the truly complex novel I want to write. I want to have written Jacqueline Carey’s Kushiel’s Avatar (which means I would have written Kushiel’s Dart and Kushiel’s Chosen, too, then brilliantly capped the trilogy with Avatar). I want to have written A.S. Byatt’s Possession or Margaret Atwood’s Cat’s Eye or Orson Scott Card’s Ender’s Game & Speaker for the Dead.
And I have this idea that, in order to write books like that, you have to be able to dreamthink them for long periods of time. Like diving into the lake and living underwater in the mermaid city until you learn to breathe there.
At any rate, that’s what’s happening for me now. Though I spend a fair amount of time staring at the screen and not typing, I am learning to breathe. And this novel is taking shape.
Deep breath.
Jeffe,
Totally understand comparing your writing to others and coming up short! 🙂 I have a complex book that I've been thinking about and jotting down notes. Someday…:)
You're right that some of those complex books take a lot of thinking it out time. Keep one brewing on the back burner while you write others.
Also, I think it's going to limit your muse if you put expectations and disappointment on it. Instead thank it for what it is giving you, not what it isn't.
Look forward to reading your new book. 🙂
Okay, I'm trying to focus on your very interesting comment, but I'm completely distracted by my raging curiosity. Anonymous is fine, I'm telling myself. You don't have to know who everyone is. But my inner cat is climbing the walls…
And yes, you're right that I can't harness a muse to my pony cart and force her to trot. I'm actually much kinder to myself than it probably sounds. I push for more, but congratulate myself for the least little thing. Usually with chocolate!