I feel like it’s been ages since I sat down to chat with you all. I know many of you probably think I’m busy beavering away writing my novel for NaNoWriMo, but alas I am not. I retired, bowed out, ran away or failed miserably,( use whichever you wish) at that writing challenge very early in the month. I could give you the many different reasons it didn’t work out for me, but I’m not sure if they really were the reason. Yes the schools went on strike the week immediately after they’d had a week off, as well as so many other unexpected trials that popped up which had to be dealt with, all which kept me from writing, however I think there was more to it.
The week I did manage to make time for writing I enjoyed, to a degree, but as I typed each word my heart lay elsewhere. I cared about the young girl I was writing about, but not as deeply as the characters in my short stories waiting to be edited. As I closed my laptop I lamented going to bed, not because I’d not finished the chapter, but because I’d got an idea for a flash fiction piece. Lying in bed it was that piece I wrote and rewrote in my head, not my novel.
So not writing for NaNoWriMo has actually been good for me. From now on when I do get time to write I am going to put it into trying to perfect my short story and flash fiction writing and even entering a few competitions.
November is a month like any other for most of you, but different for me. Next Tuesday is Daniels anniversary. As the days pass it’s hard not to travel back in time to those harrowing final days, remembering difficult, heartbreaking conversations with a great friend, a mother who was facing a nightmare beyond belief. Even though it’s been three years it’s still raw, shocking and very sad.
So bear with me while I find my way. I used to find baring my soul here worked so well, but recently I’ve had to up the number of hours I am spending writing for The Examiner as we are under pressure for Christmas deadlines. Instead of having to write a piece a week I’ve to write two pieces, in order to facilitate Christmas time off…and they have to be humorous, at a time when I’m not feeling overly funny. When evening comes I am spent.
But enough of my moaning. On a positive note after freaking out about the deadlines for the column, I then put my head down and wrote three in the past three days and having read them to himself, he laughed out loud so it looks like I did okay. And believe it or not I enjoyed the challenge once I sat down to it and I’m rather pleased with the outcome. Hopefully you will be too when I post them here.
So that’s me up to date. My apologies to my fellow NaNoWriMo writers. I hope to read your wonderful works and get back to normal blogging activity soon. Thanks to you all my friends for listening, as always.
photo credit: writer’s block – crushed and crumpled paper on notepad via photopin (license)