But it's something!

Ok it wasn't a lot but it was something. I haven't had a weekend that hasn't had an "event" for some time so I revelled in it. I'm a very bad person.

Usually my goal, when I'm actually writing, is about five pages a week. I did about half of that this week. The part itself is embarking on page thirteen. I did two and a quarter pages today. I'm not sure if I like them though, so it's not very satisfactory, but it did help my mental congestion. I need to get laleena to that banquet. Not that hard, I know, it's going to happen soon, but I also have to think of the other stuff that's going to happen first. Like a meeting with the councilmen, the whole Fiona being creepy, and a whole load of other stuff. An adjustment to the plan. See I have to do stuff! Then after that is the banquet itself, which is becoming even more vivid to me every day I don't write it. The Fiona part I've got down but I need motive first, that's what this meeting with the council is going to do. I want to write but there's just so much that my fingers are on overload. It's kind of crazy.

I shall percervere. If I get home at a decent time tomorrow I'll probably write because I don't really have any homewor... except for Tennessee, but that's almost done. Cheers to that! I'll email it out when I do make it all pretty and done.

I love writing :) but sometimes it hurts. I like these lines from a new song I've learned to love. It's called Breath(2am) the lines are as follows (actually part of it is my MSN name) 2am and I'm sitting here writing this song, If I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me threaten'n the life it belongs to. I know what you mean deary.

Fingers and mind may sustain damage when typing the things in my mind.

And then there was more

I wrote a bunch more after posting, well not a buch, but it got me to the end of the eighth page :) yay me. I'm now embarking on the nineth, something peculiare happened though when I got to that, I wrote about half a paragraph and suddenly my music took me to a different story, a short story, random piece of prose really. It screamed for me to write it, I was unable to simply shelve it like I do so many other things and suddenly I have created this one and a half page work about two friends dancing. I love the parallels in it, really it's quite good but entirely random, so very odd that... Meh whatever comes. I plan on going back to Taryne though because really I have a nice little idea for her, it just wasn't nearly as urgent.

How very odd the muse is lately, she's dragging my mind all over the place and it's rather inconvieniant. One moment poetry to long fiction to prose. She's very demanding of my fingers. I also assosiate this particulare piece to some music I was listening to. I wasn't a tried piece when it comes to writing so really I should have found a better place to try it out in, maybe this part was too experimental whatever it was Eee gad I have a new piece of random short fiction. Dunny that.

I've titled it "One Step at a Time."

I guess this is what happens when you start shelving all your major plans and ideas. Your shelves run out of space. Well I guess it's good I removed one of them. That should sate the muse for awhile.

Ah the river runs deep

My creative flow is going and going and going, it's great. I've got five pages, pretty much exactly. I had one and a half on friday, now I'm about to embark on the sixth. Things are looking good. Might I add, for those interested, that I've only written in castle stuff, nothing doing for the banquete yet, and this has all been laleena.

We're back on!

Hey guess what? Susie's amazing. She did just what was needed to jump start this writing thing... she wrote, then she forced me to talk about it. I just officially finished off the part I was doing (really it wasn't hard, a brillian practice in procrastination) and I sent it to her. It's 25 pages. She just gave me a 37 page document. At some point we're to merge these two sects of text together to make one big 52 page section of novel that will include parts of both of our writing. It should (prey to muse) work decently. I know know what I'm writing next. Susie knows what she's got. My immediate concern is reading the 47 pages she gave me. I'm actually very excited about it, but woefully must wait until tomorrow to do so.

FINISHED! AH AH AH!

Last night was family movie night. We watched National Treasure, it was a good movie, I'm glad I've seen it because I like to be up on all pop culture and while it wasn't big it was something that my future spawn might like and all sorts of things like that. I like to watch movies of all sorts so that I can better understand all sorts of cultures and entertainment types.

Now one might wonder why in my writing blog I"ve started to ramble on about movies. Well I'll tell you. It because that whole night even with the good movie all I wanted to do was sleep. I was SO tired my head hurt. I wanted to crash. That and some emotional junk was clouding my mind. But enough of that, we finish the movie and before my parents can fanagle me into watching the "special features" I remove myself from the premisis and go to my bedroom. Now I don't know what it was but I think that the muse may have come and bit me in the ass, because not only did I finish the chapter that has been neglected for so long I fixed some of the disjointed writing that had come before it. Just let me say something: I really have to watch out for adjectives. I use them well but more often then you would think I use them in a manner that is extrememly confusing or contradictory of the adjective that comes before or after it, it's like playing a game of one of these fish is not like the other one. So yes I fixed stuff and I wrote stuff. Three pages of stuff and a bit to be exact. I think Kudos are/should be in order because now (as scarey as it seems) we can start on that frigging banquete scene. Sorry ladies and gentlemen suzie and bethie are busy out from lunch and down to supper with the late king. Ciao my babies we'll be back when they die.

On another note, not only is blogging therapudic, so is writing. I wrote this one scene, that I'd been mildly considering before I had any major referance points, and now I think it pops. It's not to the point of exessive, b/c I could have done that but this is a scene where the two of them really show that they love eachother. That they care and that they will always care, even if they can never marry b/c of Laleena's political status. A passionate kiss and a look, words, they didn't need much more. They walk off into the sunset towards their shared destiny, the castle. I quite liked it because from here they are at the castle but they aren't in the castle thuse giving us a good break a chance for a deffinite attitude shift. They are seven minutes horse ride from the gates. From here on out it's Laleena the princess. Fraser knows that, as does everyone else. I really think that we are ready beth so let's get cracking while the juices are still flowing... or have yours created one of those icky puss dams? let me tell you the only way to create a crack large enough to expand and release a flood is one chip at a time... Personally I think that once you start really writing you should be ok. Remember the puss dam's a bitch to get through the first time, the second time is even harder b/c it get's what you're really made of, so don't be discoraged. YOU CAN DO IT! If you have to that is. This is all assuming that you might have that problem... I'm not sure if you do.

D'accord

I agree. It has to be done. I would have really liked it be done by Writer's Weekend, but that's obviously not gonna happen. I'd like to say "after AP exams" but after them is grad crap, then provincials. The world is against us - it was so much easier to find time to write in like grade ten!!

I am in the writing mood

I may even just go home and decide to write, because I can. Somehting very passionate may happen if I do that today though. I find when there aren't any really passionate things in my writing going on, I get a bit... frustrated. Meh, we can fix that.

Any how though I get that few pages written up and then the ever dreaded banquete is upon us, but then well... we won't be able to do anything REAL about it probably intil this summer.

This is the summer Beth I know it would feel like too many endings at one time but damn Beth this has to be it, we've just gotta finish it this summer, like at least the second manuscript.