The Canadian Forces Snowbirds never made it down to my ‘hood. According to the twitter feed that tracks these things, they turned somewhere around the iconic CN Tower downtown, which is east of my little SW corner neighbourhood, and then headed north.
Continue reading Lock-down Sunday – part 2
Writing for National Novel Writing Month has had a bit of a rocky start. But, like many parents around the world, weekends belong to youth sports, so there’s that.
Still, since November 1, I have managed to churn out a small amount of the anticipated 50k total expected by the end of the month: alas, only about 2000 words so far. None of them for the memoir though – I’m working on a different story.
Continue reading Typical morning routine of a NaNoWriMo writer
You know when you’re writing fiction and you’re on a roll and you have this great story in your head and your characters are developing satisfactorily and you actually enjoy editing and you keep getting more inspirations and you write for days with little thought about anything else and it all seems so easy until you suddenly find yourself stuck and you can’t get passed it and your characters are locked in position?
So you sleep on it and you come back to it the next day but every sentence you write is drivel and the entire thing starts to look like it was a big, fat mistake and you’d rather throw the whole thing out the window and go clean your house, and your neighbour’s house, and maybe the one across the street too because your story is stalled and you don’t know what to do about it.
You know that problem?
Well there’s a very simple solution. And I’m going to share it with you.
All you have to do is create some natural disaster, like a tornado, that will rip through the building and flatten the town. Now, everyone is crushed and your story has an ending.
I’ve noticed while reading other blogs that one of the persistent worries people have is that they don’t have anything exciting to write about.
Often times I see phrases like ‘my life is boring, routine and not interesting’, or variations of that.
Well, I think we all get sucked into that mentality, don’t we? For the most part, life is pretty routine, for all of us.
So why is it that some people find things to write about daily and maintain interest in their readership, while others struggle to come up with something they consider interesting enough to write/blog about and share with the internet?
Continue reading Why do we blog? On fear, inspiration and writer’s block
(fill in the blank): _____________________
I’m empty. Got tonnes on my mind I could write about but…
It’s all drivel.
This is what a blank page looks like.
The blank page does not mean I have nothing to say. Nor does it mean I didn’t write, or type, anything. It just means that what I thought of today, what I forced myself to type out was not publish worthy. So I deleted it here on this platform, went to medium.com, deleted that too, came back here, started at the screen, and then the girl work up and started coughing and crying.
So I’m left with this blank page, and a sick child on the couch. In 30 minutes two boys will arrive here from school, my own and another one, they’ll need food to eat and homework to complete before heading out to hockey which means I’m all out of time, patience, and obviously, words.
I’m out of sorts. This is all I’ve got.