Monthly Archives: July 2014
Filed under Exercises, three thing thursday
Kyra Leigh, Queen Bee
So we found a place up north. I’m so happy to be getting out of the county. Although I will miss being only a few minutes away from mom. Her and I need to do another brainstorming sesh. My ideas are falling flat and I’m not sure what to write about. I have some ideas…. But like I said, not great.
How do you guys get all your amazing writing ideas? What inspires your writing?
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Last week I went to the raging ocean.
The sand blew at my legs and my skirt flew up and I felt like I was in a novel.
Do you ever describe yourself in your head. As if someone were writing a novel about you right now?
I think about it all the time. Grand sweeping descriptions we sometimes write, sometimes read, about a person. “She was overcome by children and middle age,” or “her once SOMETHING body, was now sagging and tired, her energy swept up with the legos and the ants that crawled across the kitchen floor.”
I always feel bad for myself that this is how I’m being described. Is this what people see? Is this their sentence when they interact with me, or observe me wrestling my kids? How dare they! They don’t know me. They don’t know what’s really happening, the hope and the joy and sadness and the fears. They are putting me in a sentence. A generalization.
I get all kinds of upset.
And then I realize no one has written this down about me except myself in my fake novel in my head.
And then I really feel sorry for myself.
Also, I read The Ocean at the End of Lane by Neil Gaiman. I’ve been wanting to read this for a long long time. It took me a day. Less than a day. And I keep thinking about it.
Listen to this podcast and see if you want to read it too.
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Monday What I Wants
* to get caught up
So I started this long list of what I wants and the truth is it all has to do with Getting Caught Up. Last May, some of you may remember, the girls and I moved three times in one month. I was so thrown, so overworked and so sad, I fell far behind in everything. That’s why the the rest of this summer is mine to do what I want. Like rest. And do what I need to feel like I have a chance to get my feet under me. (Will I ever be stable again?)
What are your wants?
Can you control them?
How’s the writing?
Let’s go to dinner at the beginning of August. Reading: 200 words. Of anything–what you are writing or what you have read that you love. Or hate.
Let’s have a theme.
I’m thinking right now.
Filed under CLW, Depression