Originally published on LiveJournal (good ol’ LJ!) on January 16 and 19, 2009. I’m thinking 2006 or 2007 was our first year doing WW, but I’m not sure if I have posts.
Today was detox day. [Deb, Steph], and I really weren’t all that eager or motivated to actually write today, so Scarlett took us on a driving tour of the Jersey Shore. Ocean City all the way down to Cape May Point. Each town really does have its own personality. While I like the houses in Cape May best, Wildwood intrigues me the most with its lingering old motels that are a slice of Mid-20th Century Americana. At Cape May Point we ventured out of the car to check out the “Cape May Diamonds”. We didn’t last long. Holy fuck was it cold, but damn was the air fresh. But it’s a balmy 20F here today, so I guess I really shouldn’t be complaining.
I still have edits to get off my plate, and I know I won’t be able to focus on what I need to be writing until the edits are gone. That’s just the way I am. Savvy’s going to smack me when she reads this, but I have the feeling I might not be doing all that much writing this weekend. I was well overdue for a real vacation, and that’s what this is. That’s my main focus I guess, relaxing and recharging–which means I shouldn’t be editing, but still… And the less pressure I put on myself to be productive writing wise, the more I’m likely to get done. Got the Sequel From Hell talking, sorta, which it hasn’t done in a long, long time.
And proving true to my decision making form, when I really decide something, I run with it. You know how I mentioned I wanted to buy a place in the city? Well, it’s looking like a viable and probable option. And though I have yet to see the property in person, my realtor found a space that’s very me. If it’s meant to be, it will be. But all the details involved in buying and even looking to buy are enough to make one’s head spin.
Writing wise, the weekend was a complete and utter bust. I finished a chapter on the Sequel from Hell (TM) and tagged a bit with , but otherwise…pfft. I’ve known where the story’s going for months now, pinned it down a bit more last week, but I just can’t get it going. I’ve also restarted and tossed it aside more times than I can count. I really should just give it up, but part of me rebels at that. I get attached to the characters and just don’t want to lose them. And their story is in my head, it’s the getting it out of my head that’s the issue. Plus you get to the point where you invest so much time in a project that you have to finish it, you know? I think one of the issues is that the focus of the story doesn’t stay on the main characters. The person who is a cause of their current conflict, sort of takes over. But after more than a year of back and forth…
Then there’s my zombie apocafic romance that’s just sitting there, waiting for me to write it. I love the characters, love the voice, love the world I’ve created, but I’m a bit stuck on where I stopped in the story to where it needs to go. I also need to figure out a good end goal for the character or characters.
Or I could just be making excuses not to write. I hate it when writing eludes me. It’s my escape and my passion and when it frustrates the hell out of me, I’m kind of left at a loss. I have ideas but an aversion to putting them down. I’ve also put a lot of focus on editing other people’s writing versus working on my own. Productive procrastination, gotta love it. And it sucks that the only things I can write with any sense of ease or desire is fanfic. Which is okay, to a point. But I have my own stories that I should be telling. It’s no wonder many artists are alcoholics, depressives, or what have you. A creative nature doesn’t always lend itself to contentment.
As for what I have accomplished this weekend…I’m becoming a pro at casting on. Yes, I’ve decided to tackle knitting in addition to crochet. And what do I choose to start with? Socks. Yeah, I don’t do things the easy way. Ever. Keeping track of knitting and perls is a bit trickier. Once I get that down, I can actually attempt to make something. Maybe I’ll go for fingerless gloves over socks. Still have to knit in the round, but none of that tricky heel stuff. As for crocheting, my afghan is very nearly complete. It’s down to a matter of finalizing the length and deciding if or how I want to edge it. The pattern is one I made up myself, very simple, and I’m proud of the result. When I finish, I’ll dig out my camera and post a pic. Then it’ll be me and learning to knit.
And I suppose I’m walking away from this weekend mostly relaxed. I made the mistake of doing editing work, which is part of my lack of writing problem. Plus there’s the whole considering buying a place on my mind. But it’s always refreshing to get out of the city and away from work for a few days. It’s especially refreshing hanging back with [Steph and Deb] . So, it wasn’t a productive weekend away, but it was an enjoyable one. And not too cold when we stayed inside.
Back to the grind tomorrow. At least there’s one bright spot. President Elect Obama will be President Obama. And that is a very, very good thing. It’s still going to be a rough road ahead but there’s hope. I’ve missed hope. A lot.