This month, I’m going to be attempting the April session of Camp NaNoWriMo. I’m trying, once again, to finish my short chapter book for a little boy I know. It feels like I’ve been working on this forever (mostly because I have). But, I really want to get this done and move onto other projects.
Writing can often be the most difficult thing to do. There are so many things that sound great in my head, but once I get them down on paper I find that they’re not that great at all. Also, it’s so easy to be distracted. Ever since I stopped going to the library to write, my progress has slowed down to – no progress. I’d like to go back to the library; however, I don’t feel that I should leave my elderly dog on her own. There would be no one here if she needs help, and of course I just can’t do that to her. I just have to learn how to not get distracted by things.
Is anyone else attempting Camp NaNoWriMo? Let me know how it’s going for you. Maybe we can commiserate – or more hopefully, celebrate together.
My contemporaries often talk about their grown children moving back home after college due to the job market and low pay. However, I’ve never had an “empty nest”. My son chose to work instead of going to college, and now he has a great career where he actually earns quite a bit of money. He however, has told us that he plans to never move out. But, at the ripe old age of twenty-six, it’s more than time for him to leave. Make no mistake, I love him dearly, however, he really needs to get out and live life on his own.
Ah, what a rant! Our daughter is another story. She’s stayed at home to go to college on-line, and will be graduating in August. She helps with the housework, cooks dinner sometimes, and is usually quite sweet. We have no drama, etc. with her. She works by babysitting, dog-walking and creates content for a web-site related to her area of studies. Her plan is to stay at home for a year after graduation, and then hopefully go to graduate school in the U.K. She would love to move out, but needs to save as much money as she can.
With all this, I must admit that I’m dreaming of a house of my own. A little french country cottage or a hobbit house would be just wonderful. Think of all the peace and quiet! Family, you can’t live with them, and you can’t live without them!
I don’t know about you, but I seem to simply wear myself out over Christmas. First of all, I worry mightily over the gifts that I’ve bought. Will they be “good” enough? Did I spend fairly? How will they like them? Were they the “right” thing? The list goes on and on. Can I afford all the gifts that I bought?
Not only did I have all the gift worries this year, but I also had the most difficult time making the pie. I always make the pie and the sweet potatoes the day before, since there is all the gift opening, breakfast making and wrapping paper cleaning to do on Christmas, not to mention the three different dinners I had to make this year. My pie crust rolled out exceedingly dry – I had no idea how it would bake. However, that worked out well, and it ended up being quite flaky – which is how we all like it. This of course, just added to my list of worries until we finally ate it last night (in lieu of supper). It turned out fine, of course.
So, on to today, the “day after”. I’m exhausted, emotionally depleted, and in need of a vacation. Is this how you feel? I tell you, thank goodness Christmas is only once a year. I don’t think I’d survive more than one day. I hope that you had a wonderful day with your loved ones. All in all, it’s more than worth the emotional aftermath. Don’t you think so?
I’ve been going to the library every Saturday for a while now. It’s been great. I get there at 10 and leave at 5 when they tell me I have to. I’ve been thrilled with the amount of writing that has been going on during these highly productive Saturdays.
So pretty, that snow!
But then, along came the snow, sleet and rain this past Saturday, and my productivity went completely down the drain, since my precious library was closed. I only wrote two posts, and didn’t get any other writing done. I had to deal with my family, my dogs and everything else that doesn’t fit into the library equation. It sucked, and so did I. My mood plummeted from mere annoyance into downright grumpiness. It didn’t help that my husband was watching Netflix at top volume in the living room, which is right under my bedroom where I write, either. Even with my earbuds in, and listening to music for writing and concentration, I could still hear every word said. Since he gets angry if someone says anything to him about the volume, I had to just suck it up and deal with it.
I hadn’t realized how essential these Saturdays were to my mental health, writing and overall well-being until I was unable to go. I look forward to them every week. I love to have a quiet day to myself, and I really rely on the productivity of the day. This coming Saturday I’ll be home, baking a pie and getting ready for all the festivities of the season. I’m looking forward to going back to my Saturdays at the library once 2017 is here!
I know I’m a little late to the party (what else is new), but I wanted to share that I won NaNoWriMo this year. Yes, in my own little way I wrote over 50,000 words last month. I didn’t finish everything that I wanted to, but such is life. I did however, get down things that had been rattling around in my brain for quite a while.
When I finished this goal a few days early, I thought that this is what I need to do to keep on writing. So, I’ve come up with a new, more achievable goal for every new month to come. I’ve decided to write 5.000 words per week. I’m not going to state that those words must be on just one project, because frankly, sometimes I tend to get stuck on one thing, but still have ideas on something else. So, I will just include all the words that I write, whether it’s a Haiku, short story, editing, posts, or my children’s book, I’m going to count all of those words. Writing is writing is writing.
As a child, my family were all extroverts. I was considered an odd, strange and downright unfriendly child. Since I loved to play by myself, I was seen as extremely strange. My mother actually had more than one conversation with my doctor regarding my behavior. Why did I prefer to go for solo bike rides or read in my room when I could be doing whatever it was the rest of my family was doing? Unfortunately, my doctor was no help and his solution was for my parents to force society on me. Just let me say that I’m so glad that my childhood is over! All that being forced into interaction with other people did, was make me even more introverted. Once I got to college, I loved to study in the sound-proofed music rooms. Because I was able to closed myself off for a few hours, I was more likely to be social at other times. The point was, I got to choose when I wanted to interact with others and when I didn’t. I never did tell anyone where I was when they couldn’t find me, I didn’t want to share my location with the people I knew, since I needed that time alone.
I could have said this!
Fast forward to my child-rearing years, when I couldn’t shower, much less go to the bathroom by myself. There were times that I thought that I would scream for lack of alone-time. My children have often said that they went to bed much earlier than their peers. Of course they did! By the time night-time rolled around I thought I’d lose my mind if I didn’t get to take a breath without them there! Hence the early bed-time.
As an adult, I’ve gotten really good at small talk. My trick is to ask a leading question, listen to the answer, and continue asking questions. All I have to do is listen and keep the conversation going. In fact, I’ve gotten so good at it that some people would be surprised if they found out that I’m an introvert. Of course, the whole time I’m talking with them I feel like I want to jump out of my skin and run away. However social constraints make that behavior unacceptable.
It’s so wonderful that there have been so many articles and books explaining all about introverted people. I hope that no children are forced to endure the unwanted social interaction that I did. I’ve left some links for you to read if you want to educate yourself on the introverted people in your life, or find some comfort if you, too are introverted.
I’ve been sick for about 6 days now. I was off the computer/social media for four days. Apparently I receive way too much mail, as I’ve got almost 700 letters in there to be read. Yeah, sure…I’ll probably spend hours deleting when I really ought to do “delete all”. However, there is always the chance that there is something important that I don’t want to miss. So many petitions to sign, so little time.
So, have I been doing anything worthwhile while I was sick? No, just reading (there is no such thing as just reading) re-watching the X Files, and trying to get more sleep. That’s all. On Sunday I had a little more energy and did some laundry, changed the sheets and started to go through all those emails. I sincerely hope that you had a much better weekend then I did.