Posted on March 23, 2009 by debikm
I’m not getting anywhere with it, I’m neglecting things around the house and my writing is driving me crazy!!! Too much to do with it, don’t know where to start, don’t have the time to devote to it because of work and home and AAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!
Okay. Maybe if I just step back from it and just leave it the hell alone I can get some perspective. Or I’ll just dump it all completely and give up. I have no idea now.
I hate feeling like this.
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Posted on January 2, 2009 by debikm
So, my writing has stalled. I keep reading over the stuff I’ve written and liking some of it, knowing some of it isn’t right, but not fixing any of it, except for a grammar tweak or a rewording here or there. But nothing new wants to come. I have scenes that are in my mind that are there, waiting for me to add them in, especially in the story with Valerie and Danile (yeah, there I go talking about them like they’re real again, I know…). She inherits an old house that’s going to need a lot of work. A large chunk of their becoming friends and getting close can be contained in the house-fixing proces, but will any of it come out onto the keyboard? Not the first thing…
The forum I usualy hang out at at its best isn’t very active, which is part of what I like, not too many people to post my stuff in front of, you know? But slow has become absolutely stagnant. My posts are almost the only ones there lately and my daily checking for activity has become an exercise in futility. I need a source for feedback, I guess. Feedback that I’m not getting from anywhere right now. My husband doesn’t read fiction at all; if it’s not an instructional manual or a website with some kind of information he’s looking for, he doesn’t read it. No one else I know is someone that can offer anything beyond like or dislike, not the suggestions or constructive criticism that I need to stoke that fire that fuels my inspiration.
And this sitting on my ass all day long staring at the screen waiting for something to happen isn’t doing me any good. Except for going to the grocery store today, the majority of my day has been spent sitting in the very chair I’m pressing with my ass this moment, bitching about my writing. I am a sad, strange person…
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