In which I encounter a wall at head-level
One day more...
I've actually been writing all day. Or trying to. For work, though, not on anything for myself. I'm so stuck. My problem is trying to find the thread that weaves the text together. Even non-fictional fact-conveying stuff needs some sort of vague story or coherent thread... I'm sunk when I can't come up with any decent examples to weave the thing together. But I've got to go back and bang my head against it some more before I hit the sack. Love deadlines, ayep...
Anyway, I'm trying to get into spew mode for that, too. Just get the stuff down and thread it together later. It is so hard for me to work that way, though. Practice, practice, practice.
Took a break to check out Halloween decorations around the neighborhood. Needed the fresh air bigtime, since I'd been more or less cooped up in the house all day bashing my head against the computer. Anyway, some people have some interesting things up. I wonder if we'll get our stuff up any time soon. And I might take a mental break to come up with clever headstone sayings. There's a lot I want to do with UV sensitive paint, too.
So anyway, it's been a frustrating day. Too much work, and I need the downtime to let the thoughts ferment, but this seems to be one of those assingments that just won't work no matter what I do. Oh well, I'll have to manage somehow, or turn in the junk. I hate that, the perfectionist in me is screaming at the thought.
I really want to stop writing and go do some programming now. Just for something different. But it's plug plug plug and chug chug chug. If I don't try, I won't know if I can do it or not. I have to think it's possible.
I still can't seem to manage mornings. But you know, I was thinking- maybe I'll spend mornings on outlines and character development. That would get me working for that time, but maybe be less, ah, intimidating than a second post of garbage here. And I need to get started on that.
I don't think I'll outline-outline, but I want to jot down how to doctor the plot, and other ideas I have as I drive or go along. Maybe I should get a tape recorder to get the ideas down during the times I'm not near a computer.
I've still got some names to pick out, and I have to devlop my concept a little better. Not for the plot, but for how the mechanics of some of the situations works. The gods, in other words. What are they all doing, and can I use this for the springboard of that other story I started ever so long ago.
I should get our dead laptop in to be fixed or at least get my writing off of it. I think that's why my other story went backwards- I'd been working it on the laptop... I know I typed more than what was there.
I've actually been writing all day. Or trying to. For work, though, not on anything for myself. I'm so stuck. My problem is trying to find the thread that weaves the text together. Even non-fictional fact-conveying stuff needs some sort of vague story or coherent thread... I'm sunk when I can't come up with any decent examples to weave the thing together. But I've got to go back and bang my head against it some more before I hit the sack. Love deadlines, ayep...
Anyway, I'm trying to get into spew mode for that, too. Just get the stuff down and thread it together later. It is so hard for me to work that way, though. Practice, practice, practice.
Took a break to check out Halloween decorations around the neighborhood. Needed the fresh air bigtime, since I'd been more or less cooped up in the house all day bashing my head against the computer. Anyway, some people have some interesting things up. I wonder if we'll get our stuff up any time soon. And I might take a mental break to come up with clever headstone sayings. There's a lot I want to do with UV sensitive paint, too.
So anyway, it's been a frustrating day. Too much work, and I need the downtime to let the thoughts ferment, but this seems to be one of those assingments that just won't work no matter what I do. Oh well, I'll have to manage somehow, or turn in the junk. I hate that, the perfectionist in me is screaming at the thought.
I really want to stop writing and go do some programming now. Just for something different. But it's plug plug plug and chug chug chug. If I don't try, I won't know if I can do it or not. I have to think it's possible.
I still can't seem to manage mornings. But you know, I was thinking- maybe I'll spend mornings on outlines and character development. That would get me working for that time, but maybe be less, ah, intimidating than a second post of garbage here. And I need to get started on that.
I don't think I'll outline-outline, but I want to jot down how to doctor the plot, and other ideas I have as I drive or go along. Maybe I should get a tape recorder to get the ideas down during the times I'm not near a computer.
I've still got some names to pick out, and I have to devlop my concept a little better. Not for the plot, but for how the mechanics of some of the situations works. The gods, in other words. What are they all doing, and can I use this for the springboard of that other story I started ever so long ago.
I should get our dead laptop in to be fixed or at least get my writing off of it. I think that's why my other story went backwards- I'd been working it on the laptop... I know I typed more than what was there.

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