Friday, November 22, 2013

A little cheese with my whine...

I cannot tell a lie, I'm a feast or famine kind of woman. I started out NaNoWriMo strong. Then I decided it was a terrible novel and quit. Then I came back to the fold, with the knowledge that I would have to puke out 3K a night to make my deadline.

In the past week I have loved and hated my novel in equal parts. Tonight, I'm unmotivated, sleep-deprived, and a little frustrated with my story again. I know what I want the words to do, I just can't be arsed to write it out.

I was having a discussion with one of my coworkers about writing, this morning. I was cooing and bragging about how late I stayed up to get to my word count, last night (between yawns). She was appropriately awed and supportive. Many of us no-longer-20 people find staying up until 1:30 to be very impressive, okay?

She told me an interview with some writer she enjoys where the writer talked about her process. Forgive me, it's been a long day and I can't remember which writer she was talking about. Anyway, this writer goes out to her barn with pencils and a pencil sharpener and writes on her typewriter. When she gets lost, she stops and sharpens her unused pencils. Some days, the words flow from her. Some days, the act of writing is brutal and unforgiving.

I am having a brutal and unforgiving day, so I'm procrastinating by whining here. I don't have a lot of the month left... surely I can pull this one out of the fire? I've done more with less.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

In which I spread the love (and not in a creepy way)

I have been hyper focused on NaNoWriMo this month, but Rachael (from the Wilde Workshop) and I decided to make a quick trip around downtown tonight. Our mission? Deliver poetry to the masses.

If you want to pick up selected poems from a record of night, and happen to be visiting downtown Columbia, Missouri, please visit Lakota, Kaldi's, or Peace Nook. I left them in the free areas. At Lakota and Kaldi's, they are tacked to the bulletin board. TAKE THEM THEY ARE FREEEEEEEEEE.

This is what it looks like!

This is what's inside!

Look, ma! I can fold things!

Rachael and I getting ready to hit the rainy streets.

Without further ado, I must leave you to go write things for my novel.

Edit: if you've found my blog due to the excerpts left around town, WELCOME! Please look around and enjoy yourself. I welcome any comments or hello's!


Monday, November 18, 2013

Writerly fortitude

Oh my friends! This has been a whirlwind month. I almost gave up but I think I hit my second wind tonight. This novel carp is hard! Mad props to my friends who do it year long! I think there is a reason I gravitate towards poetry- I have a hard time staying in the linear moment. I want to make whispy sentences that float away.

Anyway. Peace and love. I'll check in with you kiddies later.