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A Little Break

So, writing is a slow process, unless I suppose you are a well known and already published author. A contract has 12 to 18 months on it and that’s if things go smoothly. Sometimes things don’t go smoothly.

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They haven’t for me. I wish they had. More than anything I wish they had. My life is busy and rough enough. There are times I just get tired of pushing, pressing and moving forward. Sometimes I just want to give up.

Thing is I know well enough that I can’t walk away. I’ve been a writer, an unpublished one, for a very long time. I used to sit at my parents dining room table with an old typewriter when I was about 13 or 14 and write up my first stories. Mostly they were mystery/adventure because thats what I read. When I got older I tried my hand at bad high school romance, with characters unlike any I read because I always identified with rougher girls, more troubled girls than I read about.

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I have always written. Writing is my outlet. Sometimes there are so many ideas that I can’t keep up. If I develop even half of those ideas I am going toe busy for a very long time. Problem is I write because I have to write but there is still part of me that really wants to share my stories but I’m not willing to give all those stories away. I did start publishing a couple of stories on line years ago, but I didn’t see it through and no one seemed to care.

Publishing is a difficult mistress. Writing is a cruel bitch to be enslaved to. But I am and I find I don’t mind it much, mostly. Sometimes though the frustration. You try to hold onto the highs but the time between them is so far it can be disheartening.

During one of those lows, when my publisher had things to work through, (life interferes most inconveniently at times) I had to walk away. I was getting irritated and frustrated because nothing was moving forward.

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Creatives can’t just stop being creative though, so I walked back to the theatre. I put on another persons clothes, hair and damn four inch heels and played make believe for a little while.

It was fun and exhausting. See a writer is in many ways a homebody, this writer particularly. Oh I love being on stage, it is an amazing, adrenaline filled experience. Some of those nights though, getting myself off my couch and out of my house was a drag. The reward though… the laughter, the camaraderie, the total shedding of self to play dress up as someone totally differently.

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I love being on stage. The wonderful side effect is now I feel energised and ready to write again. I’ve been able to put pen to paper on a couple of things and feel ready to push in to the bigger ones.

Sometimes you need to step away and reinvigorate the core of you.

As Things Stand

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Wow. For ages I’ve been meaning to add another post to here and somehow things just keep getting away from me. There was holidays, Christmas, actually catching up with people and plenty of writing.
If you know me at all you’d know just what a big deal the catching up with people thing is. It’s not that I don’t like my friends it’s just part of me is introverted and actually getting me out of the house to catch up with people can be a big thing, I really have to put myself into the right headspace to do it. I even know I’ll have a good time when I do but somehow the making plans and following through can be a bit tough. The only time I have no problem is when I’m hitting SupaNova and catching up with my geeky/nerdy family or when I’m in a theatre show.
Also there is the thing that I’ve so much on my plate, I’m working on several writing projects at the moment so that takes up quite a bit of my headspace.
I’m excited about the first book which is finished and with a publisher, the waiting part is long and hard but it is simply a necessary part of the process. Also part of the process is realising there are a few things I need to tweak so it fits better with book two, which I am working on as you read.
Sure I could self publish, many people make a wonderful success of that these days. There is a thing though about actually being picked up by a publisher, having someone else believe in your work enough to say, ‘hey we’ll take a chance on this’. The other thing is that self publishing takes time, if you do it properly and right now my life is so very full. As well as book two and a couple of short stories, I’m training to stay fit, to learn better and fun stuff to include in my fight sequences, I work at being a good parent (for those of you whom that comes easily too I hope you realise how blessed you are). I am also still cranking in the hours at the regular job, fortunately I have a job I enjoy, which puts me in a better place than a great number of people. And there are always more books to read.
So all things considered life is busy and good and one day soon I’ll be able to announce a publication date. What an awesome day that will be.
For any writers out there, just keep writing. Writing is a journey and an interesting one at that.

Scattered Thoughts

Boy these last 12 weeks have been trying. The study component for my new job has been at times draining, frustrating and just plain puzzling.

Then there was the play which finished last weekend. I really sighed with relief once the last show was over. It was a good experience but truthfully maybe it was a bit much to take on during the study, then again maybe it was a good thing to get out to force myself to be creative.

Now I have a little time. I only have two weeks of study left, well a day less than that and then I start the 6 mths on the job stuff. That will be full of it’s own challenges of that I have no doubt but I will have some more time to do the things I want – like write.

Of course I suddenly realised that I have to use a writers mentor thingie that my lovely hubby got me for christmas last year before it runs out. Arrrgh!!!

The complete structural rewrite hasn’t come anywhere near as far as I had hoped. I think though it will be a good thing and I think the timing will turn out to be perfect because I have finished the school part of things and will be able to leave work at work from now on. When you are studying and getting assessed/ tested you can’t leave your work behind, it has to come home with you. Believe me I am glad to be leaving that. It has crimped not only my writing but also my reading. Fortunately my main review blog hasn’t really suffered.

I actually finished two books this week and by the time tomorrow is over that number will be three – this is a huge thing and for some reason I feel really good about this, more at ease with things and I think, when I actually do think about it, that I feel a bit more balanced.

It is hard to believe that this time last year I was in the midst of NaNoWriMo, something I totally couldn’t have tackled this year. It was such an intense creative period for me. Now it is a good day if I get 50 words on paper that don’t have something to do with legislation or the like.

I am hoping that the forced time away will mean once I settle into the job and my shift roster that the creative will kick in and things will flow insanely.

Yeah I know but a girl can always hope can’t she?

Way-hey!

What a week.

Firstly two books by two awesome authors – Rick Riordan’s new Olympus book (yes for work and pleasure this one) and the new Scarecrow by Mat Reilly. Holy hannah awesome, adrenalin pumping, life escaping, reading. Love, Love, Love.

Also a new idea has been dribbling out onto paper. Only a few sentences here and there but still.

This is not where this week ends. Today I spent the better part of the day on set for a short film. And I had the best day. I only really knew the director and yet I felt welcome and it felt so right being there. Yes filming is a lot of standing around, unless you are the two girls fighting today, but it was so good being there. There are people who think films are glamorous and so on, they are the ones who don’t know things like I was sewn, taped and pinned into my awesome dress, but I still had a great day.

The thing is, with so many attempts at making something in the creative pay off I’d hit the end of my energy. Or so I thought. And today, well it grabbed me by the throat, shook me hard and said, ‘you really don’t want to be here?’ The answer is – ‘hell yes I do want to be here’. Tonight I am energised, focussed and really, really wanting to get back onto set again.

I want to act again.

So now I am sitting here with a glass of wine, some chocolate and passion flowing through my veins. There are two things I want to do act and write, actually three, I have an idea that I hope will inspire more kids to read more authors. And I feel great.

I’m sure you noticed there was no mention of work in this post…there’s a reason for that and I have a feeling tomorrow night, before I have to go back to normal work, will be pretty tough. Still life goes on and I’m certainly not out of it yet.

 

A Bit About Me

I’m a creative spirit and have been for as long as I can remember. I have memories of directing and performing shows with my cousins for my parents, aunts and uncles. I had an imaginary horse station and a mud (literally) cake bakery. My imagination was never, it seems, lacking. I also remember from a young age sitting at my mother’s typewriter writing my first attempts at novels. In fact I still have a lot of those outlines and chapters in a box in the shed.
Someone once asked me why I write and I replied, ‘because I have to’. It is as simple as that. It is something I can’t not do. Yes I would love to be published and get paid for it but if that was my only reason for doing it then I probably wouldn’t still be writing. I write because if I don’t I feel I’m not doing what I should be doing and I don’t care how ridiculous or artsy fartsy that sounds