Making Progress Slowly

I spent a couple of days with my writer-daughter and we both got a little work done.  I don’t know what broke through her block, but she sat down saying she didn’t know what to do with a particular scene and got up with the scene finished.

I’m working on a comic mystery–I had finished about fifty pages, but it wasn’t feeling right.  I decided to try changing it from third person to first person, and that’s bringing it to life for me.  As I go through and change it, I’m opening up the scenes as well.  It was going too fast, before, had no shape.  I think it’s better now….

Tomorrow, I need to get started on my columns for next week.  I think I know what I’m going to do them on; at least, two or three of the five.  I love getting started early in the week.  I enjoy poking around and following my curiosity.  When I get started later in the week, I have to just shove something out–always something I’m interested in, but not so much exploring.

 

Jumping in with both feet

It’s cold in Southern Indiana today, but I’m cozy at the library, where they have high-speed internet.  I’m supposed to be writing my food history column, but I’m messing around getting a blog started. 

 If I don’t get back into fiction writing soon, I’ll start hallucinating.  It’s just a matter of making the time–I have time here and there, and I could easily use it to write, but I’m so bone lazy I end up playing Mahjongg or the Linux Tetris.  Pathetic.  Maybe a blog will help.  Maybe I’ll think, “I need to update my blog.  No, that’s too much like work–I think I’ll write something instead.”

 Here’s hoping!