Oh dear lord, what a crazy two weeks. I haven’t accomplished anything and yet so much has happened to me.
I’m written up to the climax of my newest novel Time of Prophecy. I decided to take a step back and visually story board it. You see when I write it tends to play out like a movie in my head. If I’m coming up on a complex or difficult scene, I just let it run in my head and gleam information that way. It helps a little. Any who, while I was taking time out for that, the shit hit the proverbial fan…but in a good way.
As many of you may remember, I work as a Teacher’s Assistant in special needs and was working on getting my teaching license. At the end of the last school year I decided that I was going to stay in special needs. I love those kids and I love what I do. So I put out my resume. When I didn’t hear anything back I started to feel discouraged, but then I got a call from my principal. The teacher in the other classroom had left and he since he knew I was looking for a teaching position he offered me hers. YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! I didn’t want to leave the school because I love everyone there and I have an awesome Special needs team. So I have all that craziness going on while I learn about the children I’m responsible for and setting my my classroom.
On top of that, I’m currently recovering from having some cysts removed from my ovaries to see if that will help me and my husband conceive. The incisions still bleed a little when I move around a lot and I’m in the itching phase of healing.
Then, on top of everything else, my husband and I are looking to purchase our first home. The market is tough and it’s proving difficult to find homes in the area we want.
It was only today that I realized that I haven’t even thought of my novel, writing, or anything else for a while now. I have to finish writing before school starts and still go through the final editing stage. I edit as I go.
If you haven’t seen Rise of the Guardians, you should. Not only is it a cute animated movie about childhood, it has some pretty good messages. One of the themes revolves around Jack Frost as he tries to figure out what his center is, the reason why the moon choose him to become a Guardian. Most people spend their entire lives looking for the one thing that makes them who they are. There are a lot of things that make up a person but their center is what pulls all others towards it.
For me, I believe it’s writing. When I’m in front of my computer or scrawling ideas down in my ratty notebook, I feel the surest in my skin. Writing is creating. Writing is teaching. Writing is giving comfort to those who need it. I can’t imagine not doing it and I can’t live without it.
the light at the end of the tunnel. The end of the writing phase of my novel. During the school year, my time is so crazy that I don’t always have the time to sit down and bust out some word counts. I do a little writing, but not like what I can do over the summer. The only sad thing is that by the time I’ve gotten into a good summer groove, it’s almost time to head back. I only a few more weeks left before I have to go back to work and I have two chapters left to write. I’m in overdrive right now.
I’m so happy I’m almost done. I still have to do a final round of editing. I edit as I go but I do a whole edit when I finish. That way I can make sure the tone in my novel stays somewhat the same. This time is always so exciting for me!
Hello, my name is Kristen and I am addicted to books and I don’t want any help. Honestly, I don’t know where I would be without books. They have been the one constant in my life for as long as I can remember. I don’t even remember learning how to read. One of my first memories is me picking up a book and reading it. I can’t tell you what it was about, but I remember reading it. I have swam with dolphins and walked the ancient streets of Egypt. I have learned magic and fought against monsters. I earned a knighthood and found love. I learned new words and learned to see the world with new eyes. I love books more than I can possibly say, that’s probably why I became an author. I want to be part of that wonderful world. So here’s to you all my fellow bibliophiles! My our to read piles never be complete!
The two more dreaded words in an author’s world are writer’s block, or otherwise known as when our imaginary friends stop talking to us. I’ve been pretty fortunate lately. Even on days when I really didn’t feel like writing, I could without too much trouble and once I got into the groove of things, it all turned out pretty well. Alas, I should have known that could not always be so easy. The WB monster has finally caught up with me.
Yesterday I could not for the life of me even get a single….I repeat single word out. I rewrote a paragraph four times, often stumbling after two sentences. I had to face the realization that yesterday was not going to be a writing day. But in order to not feel like an utter failure, I managed to pound out a small scene. Hey at least it was something. With my work abandoned what was I to do with the rest of my day? I must remind you, that I’m on summer break so I have then entire day to do whatever I wish….
I’m not ashamed to confess that I wandered around my house for probably a good ten minutes until I figured out what to do. In case you didn’t know, in addition to writing, I also like to do crafts and whatnot. But most of my projects tend to fall by the wayside. I stared at the fabric my aunt bought for me. When she saw it, she thought of me. I had intended to turn it into a couple of throw pillows. I had even gotten fluff for it. Well since I wasn’t writing, then I guess I would sew. The pillows turned out pretty cute, although I’m not completely finished yet. I’m still debating on whether or not to add a button in the middle. But cute either way.
Well that led to one craft after another. I did get caught up on a couple of project, so I guess that writer’s block can be ok…..sometimes.
As an author, there’s nothing I love more than to create new, fantastic worlds from nothing. Well, almost nothing, most of stories in the world came from a tiny seed of thought. Whether it’s a scene playing out like a movie in your head (me) or just something that comes pouring out of you while your doing something else (also me), these ideas implant themselves into your mind and with careful nurturing, become the stories that we all know and love.
But that’s only one way.
The other way is not as pleasant. Some seeds implant but never sprout for one reason or another. Sometimes the only way to get them to do anything is through a complete and vicious destruction of everything around it. Now I know some people may balk at this idea but it’s the truth. Take was the ever talented Ms. Rowling said in her video here.
So plant your seeds whenever you can, in the best conditions and in the worst. You never know just what will become of them.