NaNo Inspiration: November 22

NaNo Inspiration: November 22

“Adversity is the state in which man mostly easily becomes acquainted with himself, being especially free of admirers then.” — John Wooden

Still sick, and I’m reaching the point where I’m having to admit I may not make a win this year. If I write an average of 3,237 words a day, I can cross the finish line before December 1, but given that I’m sitting here hacking up a lung and have been barely able to concentrate on anything for the past several days — and have to focus my energies on the day job for the next three days — I’m not counting on it.

It’s adversity and a confluence of situations conspiring against me. I haven’t been this sick in a while (I caught the flu in early October and haven’t really recovered), and I believe much of this is the result of being worn down by events of the past year. Several times, recently, I’ve complained to my husband that I feel like I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel when it comes to both emotional and physical energy; it’s as if nothing more than the tension surrounding my mother-in-law’s condition during her final illness kept us going. She passed, the tension released (replaced by new tensions, but not as intense), and the body said, “You’re done.” Seriously, for six weeks after her memorial, I found myself tired and trying to get my act together. Then I got sick and it’s been that way ever since.

A few days ago, I wrote about allowing yourself to be stopped by forces outside you can say no to. This is one of those that you can’t control. I must go into work these three days, which isn’t going to help my recovery. I must see the relatives for Thanksgiving dinner — though if we are invited to do the extended family at the last minute, I’m definitely using this as an excuse. Those I can’t control and they are going to have an impact.

As the craziness of the holiday season starts, be good to yourself. Get your flu shot, get plenty of rest, eat right, drink water, and be sure to refill the creative well. Trust me, you don’t want to find yourself hitting empty just because you didn’t pay attention to the signs.

Maybe I can count blog posts for NaNo….

NaNo Inspiration: November 20

“The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don’t want, drink what you don’t like, and do what you’d rather not.” — Mark Twain

Today, I want to write, have a good dinner, and go see the latest Harry Potter. I’m doing none of those. I’m resting, eating bland food, taking cold medicine and not doing the planned trip to the cinema.

Yes, we should write every day. But if you can’t see straight and can barely type (you don’t want to know how long it’s taken me to do this entry), go to bed, get some rest and take care of yourself. The keyboard will be there when you get back. ::blows nose and reaches for another does of cold medicine::

NaNo Inspiration: November 10

“I love deadlines. I especially like the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by.” — Douglas Adams

I have always been a huge fan of Douglas Adams. Most folks remember him for his brilliant Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and The Dirk Gently Holistic Detective Agency, but he was also responsible for the wonderful Doctor Who episode “City of Death” and the most famous episode that never was, “Shada”. (Who fans: Apparently 2|Entertain will be releasing “Shada” on DVD at some point.) But he was also a procrastinator, legendary among his fellows. The scripts and stories were small works of genius, but they were apparently also invariably late.

Yup, it’s proving to be one of those NaNos for me. The deadlines are whooshing by and I’m wondering how to get back on track. The overnight trip to Disneyland did not help because, given a choice between Haunted Mansion and writing, I chose Haunted Mansion. Then there was the attendant “Oh, I’m not 20 any more” last night, which meant nothing got done. This means I’m now behind and have over 3,000 words to make up. And Tuesday is likely going to be a lost writing day because I’ve got tickets to see a show taping, and then there’s Thanksgiving, and then that Monday, the husband and I are going to see a showing of silents done in the early days of Hollywood.

I usually hole up during November; this year, I’m a social butterfly. It’s a good thing, probably; while part of the point of NaNo is making your writing a priority for 30 days, it’s important to find a way to integrate writing into your life on a regular basis. With all the personal mess I’ve been dealing with over the past year, I lost that somewhere along the way. Clearly, the point of this year’s NaNo for me is starting to find it again.

NaNo Inspiration: November 6

NaNo Inspiration: November 6

“Neither fire nor wind, birth nor death can erase our good deeds.” — Siddhartha Buddha

Some days, you have to remember what you have accomplished in the past and not dwell on what you didn’t. Yesterday was a crash and burn day for me. I worked from home, which would usually mean I could sneak in a few hundred words during the course of the day and then there would be lunch, all of which would put me in a good position for the evening.

That was the plan, anyway. What I ended up with was a madhouse of the day, calling in to meetings, solving problems, working through lunch, and feeling completely drained by the time I logged off at the end. The last thing I wanted to do at that moment was sit in front of yet another screen, so I curled up on the couch with my knitting and a healthy dose of Law & Order: UK. Nice, straight knitting where I didn’t have to think about what I was doing. The intent was to get back to the writing later that evening and bang out those words. Except…

I did manage 505 words, which, considering the quality of my typing at that point, wasn’t a bad thing. With what I’d managed to build up extra over the first four days, I am only some 400 words behind, so today is a new day and I’m going to try to make up those words. That’s an important part of this November exercise; that we get up each morning and no matter what happened the day before, we try again.

TGIF Does Not Begin to Describe It

TGIF Does Not Begin to Describe It

It’s been a hard week. I try to look on the good side — I have a good income coming in, I have my health (kinda) — but today it’s a little hard.

My head is pounding, there are last-minute crises at work and the book I’d been enjoying reached a point where it abruptly turned into a wall-banger. The problem with ebooks? You can’t vent your rage without damaging the device they’re on. My iPad is intact.

Just a few more hours until the weekend….

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