Catégorie : Writing project

No weekly word counts anymore. Too much unrequited pressure!

Today, back to the day job. Back to the writing routine.

Tonight, I read my current WIP, the one I’ve been talking about in this writing diary.
I also looked at my other writing projects. And I’ve decided to try finishing this while editing another book.

This other book is a MG novel, set out to be 75 000 words long or so. I started reading it and before I knew it, I started editing. It was like catching up with dear old friends.
This MG world was such a comfort somehow today, I couldn’t let go.

I wrote a brand new 900 words, and I looked at the time once, a couple of minutes ago.

Writing Routine Mood

After such a long break, almost three whole weeks without working on any of my WIP’s and running around like a headless chicken, I was in the mood to write.
Which helps when you’re a writer aspiring to get traditionally published!

All is quiet. Kiddo is fast asleep. Hubby-to-be is working away in is office (he is thrilled to be getting back to work; he spent the last five days of his vacations watching advanced tutorials, sooo – yeah.

A candle is warming up the room – it felt like a must on this cold January night.
For the first time in months, I don’t feel that overwhelming feeling of « must write, must-write, must-write », nor the bite of feeling like a failure because of the amount of words I write.

Writing for the mere, intense pleasure of it; diving into my own little world of blue-ish snow, posses willow trees and old forgotten strange staircases.

To feel the joy of writing again is – I have no words to do justice to the feeling.

I just hope I learned from my mistakes and allow myself more time to read and rest.

Thanks for reading, I hope this… help, somehow, to keep writing, or to give yourself some well-deserved rest.

Until next time !

Word count goal for this week: 62 500 words
Word count goal so far : 45 227 words

Christmas days !

Everything is done, either the things we like or the things we hate.

Now, it’s time for real Christmas cheers!

Celebrating, dancing, just chillin’ with friends and family. Or just you and your life partner snuggled up by the cozy fire, listening hard to hear the Christmas bells….

Ready, steady – but, oh no !

Mouwahahah! Think again, puny human writer, for I, the Quarrel Giant, have come to paaarty!

Quarrel Giant, Christmas days 2019

Oh dear.

No time to hide. No time to avoid it. No time to get an extra bottle of sparkling wine.

The disagreements between family members seemed to be endless, and the strategies to overcome the issues, vain.

It was a dreadful Christmas Eve, a terrible Christmas.
And a Day after Christmas nightmare, heavy rain and heavy words pouring down from everywhere.

If only, I thought from time to time, all those horribles moments and dreadful « conversations » were good enough to be used in a novel.

But not.

All of it was pretty much ridiculous stuff. Exemple, arguing about, euh, the amount of snow we had around here two years ago??

Sorry for the brain cramp.

It’s not gonna last long.

Promise.

I’ve been there.

After the magic storm…

What was left of me was a tiny little thing that just wanted to push the bad away, play with its kiddo and get back to the writing project.

I sooo need to write!

But no.

Because, see, the Quarrel Giant always leaves a mess behind.

A real, huge, scattered in many mini pieces heartbreaking mess to be pick up.

Slowly but surely, I’m getting closer and closer to be able to write again without losing my focus at writing a word or two.

Slowly but surely.