A lot of procrastination and wailing about how the book does not write itself. I hope this gets easier someday.
Content: slaughtered by zombies 3 days ago
A lot of procrastination and wailing about how the book does not write itself. I hope this gets easier someday.
It’s a good thing it’s cold for the balcony, which lead me to start writing early, because that took an hour and a half. Sometimes it’s like shitting a brick.
Content: enter Mr. Crossroads 6 days ago
Hoo-hoo, was there a lot of procrastinating tonight! I came in from the balcony promptly at 8:00, like a good little writer, and spent so much time alternating writing with mucking about on the internet that it’s now 10:00, a full hour later than I aim to be finished. But that’s probably because my husband isn’t home, waiting patiently to watch TV with me when I’m finished writing.
Content: zombies are trying to get into the temple 1 week ago
Sat out on the balcony until 8:00, although not because it was nice (it was actually getting a little chilly as the sun’s rays became less direct) but because I was skimming through my George R.R. Martin books. However, I seem to have completed my 500 words, in a tricky scene no less, in reasonably good order.
Content: Chay 1 week ago
The nice weather and long hours of sunlight are making this harder, but I came in from the balcony sometime between 7:30 and 8:00 and, after not more than the usual amount of procrastination, rattled off the requisite 500 words in reasonably brisk fashion. And now it’s time for Game of Thrones.
Content: Silvain and Barbara arrive in the temple 2 weeks ago
Finished up the scene I started last night and then continued working on chapter 14, which is in the middle of the final showdown with the big bad. Not as hard as it has been recently, but not easy, either. However, my husband went out while I was writing, and I suspect that, now that I’m finished, I get ice cream. 2 weeks ago
My husband went to play board games tonight, and as he was heading out, I asked him not to leave me alone with the writing. It scares me, I said. He said many encouraging things to cheer me up and bolster my confidence. None of which actually worked, but I appreciate the effort. I moved Walking Corpses Anonymous to earlier in the novel, as per one of his suggestions, and then started a scene in chapter 11 where Bob acts as an arbiter between a woman and her zombie fiance. 2 weeks ago
Serious goddamned writer’s block on Tuesday. Only got 100 words done. And then Iron Man 3 on Thursday and a trip to Guelph with family on Sunday that was so exhausting, no writing was possible that night. I think I stared at the computer for a half an hour before I finally started tonight. This damn book has so many problems, I’m not even sure what they all are, let alone how to go about fixing them. So some new work on chapter 14, some additional work on chapter 4, 400 words finished and time for bed. 2 weeks ago
I did some writing at work today on my Jack Slade short story and was tempted to call that my word count, because I had an attack of depression, and wasn’t sure I’d be able to write. But I was only tempted for about a second. The word count is to keep me honest about getting the novel finished. Any other writing is gravy.
Content: Vernon takes Bob up on the hoist to show him the temple 3 weeks ago
I’m considering buying some sort of voice recognition software in an attempt to get a smoother transition between getting the words out of my head, where they’re alive and interesting, and onto the page, where they seem dead and stagnant. I think it would be nice if I could just close my eyes and create the story by speaking aloud.
Content: Vernon is proud of his new breakthrough in employee-employer relationships 4 weeks ago
Another session behind, because I didn’t write on Tuesday. For good reason, I threw up early Tuesday morning, went to work anyway, and then went to bed as soon as I got home from work and slept for 14 hours. I took this afternoon off work for a doctor’s appointment, so I could have written before my husband got home, but I was really not feeling it. Probably wouldn’t have written at all if he hadn’t prodded me to do so, and then bribed me. But now I’ve finished, so it’s ice cream time.
Content: Barbara and Bob are back at the lab and Vernon’s taken hostages 4 weeks ago
Started as soon as I got home from work, and a good thing, too, because I had a lot of research to do with Google street maps. I put in some description of Silvain and Ambit (in her cameo appearance) as per my husband’s suggestion, and then remembered that I had intended to write a scene in which Bob and his mother commandeer a car after they escape from the warehouse. So I did that.
Content: Bob and his mother commandeer a car after they escape from the warehouse 4 weeks ago
I started my 500 words on Thursday night, but I didn’t finish, because my husband had gastroenteritis and I had to take him to the hospital. I thought I would catch up today, but if so, I should have started earlier, because I spent at least half an hour researching various neighbourhoods in Montreal via Wikipedia and Google maps and street view. And now I’m only up to 65,500 words, but screw it, I have no deadline and Game of Thrones is on. 1 month ago
I did 400 words last while my husband read my first chapter (yes, I’ve finally broken that resolution). He said I needed more description, so I thought I could do 100 words of description at work today (since some of chapter one is set at work) and then come home and do my usual 500. Except that I forgot to location scout while at work, so instead I worked on chapter 13. Which was reinserted after being cut from much earlier in the book, so it needed a lot of editing, or in other words, cutting. But I’m finally up to 65,000 words, which is where I should have been last night, and it’s time for bed. Which means that only four days into my new writing schedule, I’m one day behind… AGAIN! 1 month ago
Spent the weekend at the Ad Astra literary convention, and it must have gone well, because I sat down to the writing in a much less recalcitrant frame of mind than I usually do. It was still halting, and some smearing of peanut butter on graham crackers occurred (much like Douglas Adams and his Bovril sandwiches), but it got done relatively painlessly.
Content: disposing of Oswald 1 month ago
Serious procrastinating, including eating chocolate Cheerios and window shopping at modcloth. Starting to seriously suspect there’s something horribly wrong with the whole premise of this novel and I don’t want to look at it now, I just want to finish it so that I can fix it in post. But am I going to be able to finish it if it’s so deeply flawed?
Content: Oswald gets interrogated 1 month ago
Let’s see, what have I been doing for two weeks? (Is that all it’s been? Felt longer). I decided that I really wanted to put the scene between Bob and his mom back into the book, but it didn’t fit in the current narrative, so it had to be inserted earlier. Which meant another major reorganization (Major Reorganization) of the plot. You know, when I think about how I originally planned to write this novel sequentially, I laugh and laugh and laugh. It took a couple of tries to sort it, and then one more try to edit out some of the stuff that was now repetitive, and today I have finally written myself up to the nearest 500-word mark. On the one hand, I’m 4,000 words ahead of where I was on March 18th. On the other hand, it took me two weeks, which is exactly how many writing sessions are supposed to go into 4,000 words. Oh, irony, you’re supposed to be part of the novel, not part of the writing process. 1 month ago
Again, most of that was taken from an earlier draft, which has left me very torn; it was originally a scene between Bob and his mom, and I’ve changed it to be a scene between Bob and Astrid, which means that some of the references to his childhood had to be deleted or altered. And yet, I thought it was a lot funnier the way it was. So the question is, is this a good example of “Murder (or in this case, maim) your darlings”? Or should I find a way to bring Bob’s mom into this scene?
Content: Bob chows down on his first human 2 months ago
That went really quickly, mostly because I managed to re-purpose about 400 of the 1,000 words that I cut at the end of January. But really, it’s an excellent day for it. We had friends over Friday night and stayed up late, went out dancing last night and stayed up late, and then I was in a pub drinking from 11-3 before I called it a night (a day?). I’m very tired and desperately in need of a nap, so I’m exceedingly grateful to be able to use a writing shortcut today. I just hope it makes sense when I proofread it next time.
Content: Booga men, assemble! 2 months ago
Trying to get in a writing session on a Saturday because I’m behind. My husband had a work event this afternoon, so I’m alone, and it’s March 16th, so I’m drinking. I got lured onto the couch by sunbeam with only 189 words to go, and my husband got home before I got up. And yet, now he’s gone to start the laundry, so I’ve finished my last 189 words. Yay for me!
Content: Silvain, Bob and Astrid against Oswald and his hired goons 2 months ago
Went to Ikea after work, which took three hours, and Green Lantern was on TMN when I got home, taunting me with a nearly-naked Ryan Reynolds. And yet I still managed to get in a writing session, from an overwhelming response of writing duty. It wasn’t very inspired, but it was 500 words.
Content: Astrid beats the tar out of Mr. Oswald 2 months ago
I was surprisingly enthusiastic about writing when I got home from work today. Maybe it’s because the weather is getting nicer, maybe it’s because I’m reading Christopher Moore, who is the one author above all others that I strive to emulate. Maybe it’s the fact that I lost a session yesterday when I realised that the copy of chapter 10 I had was not current and I had to set up my old computer so I could email myself the most current version. I hope it’s not the last thing, because I don’t want to have to do that on a regular basis just for inspiration.
Content: Silvain, Bob and Astrid try to make a new revivicant 2 months ago
Again, despite a cider with dinner to combat a stressful day, that writing session went slowly and painfully. I’m starting to wonder if I should consider this a symptom, instead of a problem in itself. Usually several episodes of slow and painful writing indicate that I’m going in the wrong direction. However, it might also be because I’m writing the backstory of a character that I don’t much like, the villain, in fact. So I’ve decided instead to just power through it, considering that it’s almost done, and trust on a second draft to make it better.
Content: Thomas’s cook shows him how to worship Maitre Carrefour 2 months ago
I went with my friend to a club opening tonight. Not even a club opening, more like a pre-opening, where invites are restricted to people in the event organizing business. Which my friend is not, so I don’t know how he gets these invites. I was hoping to get sufficiently schnockered on free booze to have an easy time writing, but there was a lot of lineups for food and booze, and I didn`t really feel I had enough of either. And yet, when I started writing, after procrastinating for at least half an hour by looking at realtor.ca, 500 words went in a breeze. What a nice change.
Content: Thomas gets ready for blackmail 2 months ago
Same old, same old. Not inspired, but I’m doing it anyway. I think I may have to use George Carlin’s advice about smoking a joint before revising; “It’s punch-up time!”
Content: back to the voodoo-doll making party 2 months ago
Sat down promptly upon coming home from work, and realised that I had no idea what I meant to do with the voodoo doll-making party that I set up at the end of my last writing session. So I went another way. I sincerely wished that I had some of the books with me that I used for research, and made a mental note that next time I research, I should make some notes as to what I find and in which book. Not a thing that’s very easy to do on the subway, where I do most of my reading, so I may have to save my research-reading for writing sessions. Sigh.
Content: Young Thomas surprises a voodoo ceremony for Baron Samedi 2 months ago
I sat down nice and promptly at the computer as soon as I got home from work, but the first thing I thought was, Man, I wish I were drunk. Nevertheless, I treated the writing in a business-like fashion and am done in approximately an hour. Still wish I could get drunk for every writing session, everything’s so much easier when you can shut down your internal editor.
Content: Young Thomas surprises a voodoo-doll making party 2 months ago
Wow, just an astonishing amount of procrastination, complete with Googling ideas such as hating writing and fear of writing. Some interesting and informative links, but in the long run, what spurred tonight’s writing session was alcohol. Took the opportunity of being alone in the apartment on a Saturday night to get tipsy, although I miscounted, which is why I’m schnockered, rather than just buzzed. Fortunately I’m a lightweight, so there will be no hangover tomorrow morning.
Content: Vernon’s roots in Haiti 2 months ago
“There may come a day when we stall. When we let life’s everyday obstructions take our dream and bludgeon it to death with an overcooked hot pocket. When our depression shanks our artistic genius with the jagged shards of the mirror of our excessive self-examination. But it is not THIS day. This day, WE WRITE!”
- David Zampa 2 months ago
I’m officially sick of winter, and if I don’t have cabin fever, I have something awfully close to it. I’m tired of cold weather, and early dark, and snow boots that turn any walk into a trudge. Of course this translates into a lack of motivation for tonight’s writing session and a ridiculous amount of procrastination once I sat down at the computer. I think the only reason I managed to do it was a combination of reading a kick-ass column about writing motivation by Chuck Wendig and my husband being out of the apartment.
Content: back to chapter seven for a review of the Pharma Suit building and bloodwork with Astrid 2 months ago