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I missed my post yesterday morning yet again… please forgive me because this time… I was
writing!!!!
I know that seems to come as a novelty considering my drought the past while but in the last week I have actually managed to write TWO things.
The first was a mini-memoir. Back in June, if you recall, I arranged for a tour of my great-grandmother’s house for my mom and myself. I shared pictures and mom’s reaction along with a few memories. I got a comment that I should write that memoir.
So I did… at least the mini version, for now. I might expand it as I edit and arrange it better but for now it’s around, hmmm… I’m not sure how many words (3,000?) and I was very excited to get that done.
Second, I came across a contest of sorts. It’s a publication that puts out first lines four times a year and you write the story. Doesn’t pay all that hot but I saw the starter and I liked it so I wanted to run with it.
In the last two days I have managed to write a 2,800 word story! I got about 1,300 down yesterday morning (pen on paper then typed out) before I had to leave for the house. I came pretty close to finishing it last evening and was disappointed that I couldn’t. When I came home at lunch today, that’s what I sat I did. It was done by the time I went back to work. After work I typed out the rest of it. It’s now in my email waiting to be printed at work… yes, I do that sometimes… but on used paper… all the fax headers that come in that don’t have any identifiers on them.
But I feel so happy!!! I finished a short story!! This is an incredible feat for me. I don’t normally do short stories. I don’t normally have the ability… well, maybe I do, I just haven’t uncovered that part of me in its entirety!
So I hope you will forgive me for not making my usual (except this summer) Sunday morning appearance!
One day last week I had a patient remind me that work is there for us to sustain life, not consume life. Work has been consuming my life. That evening I sat with my notebook, a pen and a glass of wine and just wrote.
I encourage each of you to try it!