Today has been hard. Not 'can't get out of bed and face the world hard' but hard all the same. More like 'Remember to breathe, Miriam' hard: the kind where you have to send yourself little messages all day to keep calm, not let small things upset you and remind yourself that this is not … Continue reading A life lived or a life that just exists?
It wasn't until we were in bed that I realised that I had not written a blog post yesterday. I felt fine. I wasn't sick and didn't have a serious emergency. I just plumb forgot! Did the world fall apart? Did the potholes of my life interrupt my ability to communicate? Did my social media … Continue reading Bumps in the road
We all have the same fears I suppose, but maybe we deal with them in different ways and maybe some of us feel like we get a higher dosage than others of feeling like we can't cope.
The good news is that this morning I sat down and worked until I had tipped over the 8,000 word mark. This made me very happy and I now have 41,800 words to write. As tomorrow is the 8th, I now have 22 days in which to do this and if I can write 1900 words per day I will complete the challenge.
I think the point for me is that there are times when my schedule needs to flex in order to recalibrate my body. If my body feels less than capable, it seems to have a direct correlation on my thinking skills which in turn impacts my ability to create amazing work.
I think there could be a golden opportunity in allowing scenes to come to the surface when they want to. I have no idea if this is how other writers work, but it's working for me.
If there is any one thing I have learned this year, it has been that how I respond to difficult or unexpected circumstances matters more than the circumstances themselves. How I react will be with anxiety or with a sense of calm and control. Then, how I respond to that situation is going to make a hell of a difference to the rest of my day/ week/ month and even year.
But this is life, isn't it? I am often intrigued by people who feel that they're not really living yet (and yes, I've actually been one of these people!) because the reality is that we are living. It may not look like our ideal version of what we want, but we are living regardless and every day spent waiting to live is a day tragically wasted.
Within 45 minutes I had my first scene - booyah! But oh, wait, here's a problem. It's now time to go to church, so up I hop, teeth, shoes, bag, and off I go. I felt really pumped about what I had written but something wasn't quite right. It was like the scene was missing that oomph that you usually experience in the first scene of a good book.
Reconciled will throw Hannah into a world she had no idea existed; a place where she will be forced to confront her family's past, present and future. From a collection of journals, old photos and a box full of messages left by Aunty Mak, the story of Hanna's mother's family unfolds and she discovers the reasons behind the disconnect that has plagued her mother's life.