After weeks of slogging away and procrastinating like the best of them, I finally have a reason to celebrate. And not a small reason, but a HUGE reason. I finished writing out the plot for book two of my trilogy! It’s so exciting! Especially because that book has some of the harder parts of the plot that I had to work out. It’s definitely not perfect, and I’ll obviously have to revise it, but I am so happy with the way it turned out. I think it’s got good pacing and exciting things that happen, but most of all, it has a good ending. I’m a fan of that.
And now, here’s so issues that I know off the top of my head. The document for book two is almost 10,000 words and about fifteen pages. I would say that it’s quite detailed. I would say that it’s the right amount of detailed. Granted, there is something that I need to add to it, that isn’t super important in book two, but that starts to come up a lot more in book three. Now, let’s compare that to the document for book one. It’s eight pages and just over 4,000 words. I can’t remember when I wrote it, but I do know that it is not nearly detailed enough. But this is why I’m plotting everything out right now.
Next step is book three.
Book three is the one that I am most concerned about. All along, I’ve wondered if I have enough story to do a trilogy. This is part of the reason that I’m trying to flush everything out right now. Right now, all I have is three notebook pages of scribbles, which is not going to be enough, obviously. I have to make sure that book two flushes out a few things to round out book three. If I can manage that, then I think it will all work out find. However, I do have a contingency plan. If I don’t have enough to write a full third book, I will just re-examine what I have and shuffle it all to be two books.
BUT! I’m going to ignore that all right now and just focus on how awesome it is that I completed this step!
I didn’t sleep well last night. There were weird dreams with excessively tall slides and giraffes. And I was slipping in and out of sleep for hours this morning. I didn’t enjoy it. Well, I usually enjoy falling back to sleep, it was just that I couldn’t stay there. But I guess it was okay because today was a very low key day. There were some errands to run, but for the most part, I just stayed at home, in my bed, watching Netflix. I think I might have written around two hundred words, but that was about it. I did say that I should take today off, though so I’m not even mad about it. It’s only 10:30pm and I actually think I might get to sleep before it rolls over to tomorrow. I’m not even sitting down for the evening to plan out my agenda. I’m just writing today off entirely.
I think tomorrow might be a lazy day too, as I am heading out to the lake. I’ll bring my notebook for sure, but I won’t be mad if I don’t get anything done. I’ve got a bit of an issue in the second book right now that I need to resolve, and then I want to start drafting the third book. That will be my plan for the week, I think. But I’m definitely going to have a slow start because it’s what I need.
When I worked, Mondays were a thing to dread. Not because I always had Sundays off, but because my Mondays were generally extremely early in the morning. Often I would have to be up and moving less than eight hours after I got off work the night before. Brutal. But now that I’m retired, Mondays have become just another day to be productive. I can wake up early, I can sleep in for hours, and it doesn’t matter. Because Mondays are my days. All the days are my days. And it feels so good.
On that note, today was an extremely productive day. I left the house at around 11:30am to go to a coffee shop and write. I was only there for about an hour and a half and it was so good. Granted, I don’t think I had enough writing planned for today. I think I need to increase how much story I work on on Mondays. Still, by 2pm, I was done everything, and it felt good.
Mondays aren’t so bad when you’re retired. But right now, I’m wiped and so I’m going to pass out and hope that I have as productive of a day tomorrow.
Honestly, I thought that I had blogged yesterday. I even checked it off in my agenda. I guess my brain was not working the last night. What can you do, though?
I did have an amazing productive day yesterday, non-withstanding the lack of brain power in the late evening. I managed to get through reviewing all fourteen of my characters in my current story. I think it was in large part because of a very interesting tool that I started to use yesterday.
I’ve known about Bullet Journalling for some time now. I’ve looked into it and have always been interested it in, but I’ve never really thought it would work for me. Not because of the actual system, but because of the set up, I guess. You know how those adult colouring books exist to calm you and get rid of your anxiety? Well, looking at them causes me more anxiety. The thought of setting up a bullet journal just always caused me low key anxiety. My writing isn’t the nicest, and I feel like bullet journals are all about the pretty. However, lately as I’ve been looking into it more, I started to think that maybe I could use some of the bullet journal ideas to help me track my writing. Sure, I have my agenda to keep track of what I need to do, but now, as I’m going through and reviewing my characters and settings, I want to have a way to track how many times I’ve gone through it. And here comes the habit tracker, or a variation of it. I wrote down all my characters and put four squares beside each one. Each time I go through it, I get to fill in a square. I really like filling in those squares, so much that I went through all fourteen of my characters. And now, any time I look at that page, I’ll quickly be able to see how many times I’ve gone through whatever it is I’m reviewing. I quite like it. I think I’ll probably do other habit trackers or equivalent for other things that I want to track, like H2O consumption, but I don’t know that I could ever fully move out of my current agenda, because I like the structure. We’ll see, though. I’ve ordered a bullet journal and once it arrives, I’ll get started on that.
Unfortunately, after such a productive day yesterday, I did absolutely no writing. It was probably a good thing, though, because I needed to get out of the house. I spent so much time sitting yesterday that I thought my muscles might atrophy or something. But, I did get my agenda filled out tonight, so I am ready to hit the ground running and start the week on a strong note.
I think I’ve said this before, but Friday is a bit of a waste of a day for me. Even when I have the best intentions, there doesn’t seem to be enough time to get everything that I need to get done. I think it’s because on any given day, even when the first person gets home from work, I can keep writing. I can yell a quick hello, and then just keep writing, or at least finish up what I am doing. On Friday’s, though, things are different. Friday’s are Dungeons and Dragons nights and when people start rolling into the house, it’s social time. And today, my time was even further shorted by the fact that I slept in until 12:30pm. Yes, that late. It was great though and much needed, I think. I’ve been fighting off a potential cold, or something, and that sleep helped fend that off. It was nice, too, because I had some lengthy and in-depth dreams. I love having great dreams.
As a result, though, I didn’t get any writing done today. Still, I’m not bummed about it. I was able to get one of my “assignments” done last night, which made today not such a loss. Also, the two things that were remaining to be done, are just reviews, so it’s something I can easily flip on to another day. All in all, I’m pretty happy with the progress that I made this week. I’m hoping that I can sustain this momentum over the next week, and the week after, and the week after, until I wake up on day and I have a full story written out in front of me.
Today was one of those days where I thought nothing was going to get accomplished. I woke up relatively early, but managed to spend the morning and early afternoon eating and laying in bed. I mean, it was a good way to spend the day, but it definitely wasn’t productive at all. I rallied in the latter half of the afternoon, though and managed to get through all four of my writing projects by around 5pm, which is only an hour later than I usually try to get my stuff done. After that, I reverted to sloth mode for another three hours before finally feeding myself and then going out to do a quick bit of grocery shopping.
In good news, I’m on a roll with this story lately. This evening, I even managed to get through one of the projects that I have planned for tomorrow. And it feels so good. I’m pulling together story lines and connecting the characters in new ways. I was really afraid that I was going to have a hard time getting into this story, and that I was going to sit around for six months with nothing to show, but even though I’ve had some weeks off and some time where I just wasn’t able to write, I’m happy with the progress. And yes, sometimes it feels overwhelming, unending, and anxiety inducing, but days like this makes it all worth it. It makes it feel like there is an end in sight and that I can do this, and that one day I’ll get to walk into a bookstore, and instead of just finding the place where my book would go, I’ll actually get to see where my book is. Yes. That’s the dream I’m chasing.
You know when you’re doing something and it just feels like you are bashing your head against a brick wall? That’s how it’s been with me and this one place that I am trying to create. I’m definitely getting there with it. I have put lots of words on paper, though I’m not sure that they’re the best, but what can you do? What’s important is that I’m getting things down. Slowly, like pulling out teeth, I am dragging this story place out of my brain. But it’s hard. It’s so hard. A lot of the time when I create places or characters, I can close my eyes and see them. I can walk through the halls and breath in the life of the place, or I can sit down with the character and get to know them better. For some reason, this hasn’t been the case with this place that I’m creating. I think the problem is that, when I first conceived of this story, this particular place was much different. It’s location was different, it’s part in the story was different, and while what it did is still the same, it fits into the story in a different way now. It’s evolved within the story, but it hasn’t evolved in my head. Lame. I think that’s why I’m struggling so much. I’ve been developing the story so much that this building just kind of fell by the wayside. I wish it was something unimportant so that I could just do some minimal stuff and brush it aside, but unfortunately, it’s a location that is going to be quite prevalent in the first book. SO I CAN’T EVEN DO A BIT NOW AND THEN COME BACK TO IT. BOOOOOO!!!
Oh well. It is what it is. I’ve made a lot of progress today, but it’s still not quite where I want it to be. Slowly, I’m starting to see it when I close my eyes, though. Slowly. I can almost walk those halls and look out the windows at the surrounding environment. And this is why I keep bashing away at the keyboard every day on this and just hope that it works out.
In other news, I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather lately, but with a good night of sleep last night, I am feeling on the up and up. I think once I get whatever this is out of my system it’ll make things better, too. Also, I’ve accepted that I’m a night owl now. I’m just going to go with it. Off I go to sleep now. No. I’m lying. Off I go to write some more and then fall asleep at like 3am, as usual.