It’s an interesting time with COVID-19 prompting a change in direction for me from formal employment engagements toward my old hobby business. So when times are so uncertain and jobs difficult to come by, I feel the best option is to revive the little business that gave me such a sense of satisfaction and personal … Continue reading Pivoting isn’t the only option: Sometimes it’s better to step back in time…
If you’ve not read from the beginning, you can start here. Thomas Garfield, or otherwise known as Red to his family and everyone in Wagga Wagga where he grew up, didn’t consider himself to be too tall, for the right girl, of course, and knew that his lopsided grin had a habit of throwing him … Continue reading Reconciled Chapter 4. The Ultimate Distraction
If you’ve not read from the beginning, you can start here. Chapter 2, The Keepsake Box With the wake over, and the guests gone, Hanna and Nan put the last few kitchen items away in relative silence. Grandad was out the back putting the folding chairs and tables away and Grace and Steve had already … Continue reading Reconciled – Chapter 2 The Keepsake Box
You’ve finally hit that magic point. You’ve crossed over that imaginary line that says this is it! Success! Hell yeah! About bloody time too! Everything is going to plan. Finally, you feel like you’ve found that sweet spot. You’ve ridden the wave, and now you’re standing on top, watching the fruits of your labours roll … Continue reading Not Every Success Story has the Same Outcome
If you've not read from the beginning, you can start here. Hannah stood by the sink looking out into the yard. Her eyes locked onto the two figs trees, planted when each child was born. They had grown into each other’s space, intrinsically bound and supported by each other’s existence. Hannah often felt that this … Continue reading Reconciled – Chapter 2 Family Heartache
Hannah swung her tired feet from the car, shut the icy door and walked briskly to the front door of the house. Before she’d even turned the handle, she could hear the chaos ensuing. Bracing herself, she quietly slipped inside hoping not to be noticed until she could work out which room to avoid.
I used the think that authors spent their days just working on their novels, hidden away in some tiny paper laden room or spread out on a deck chair tapping away on their laptops (actually, this is the extreme version, of course!), but since setting up a business to support authors in their pursuit to self publish, I have discovered that this is not the case at all.
But while I sat there, picking off grubs from the rich smelling mint, I 'watched' her from my main characters' point of view. Imagination is a wonderful thing. And being able to sit with this character and kind of 'method act' with her and think about the joint past they share, has also provided my main character with some insight into their relationship.
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.