Ha! You know you’re an Alberta baby when you look at yesterday’s high temperature (-39), compare it to today’s (-33), and celebrate that “Oh, yes! It’s warming up!”
We’ve had a family tradition of watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy ever since we saw the Fellowship of the Rings in 2001.
And I have to say, watching Gandalf the Grey throw off his cloak and reveal himself to be Gandalf the White is all the Glow-Up inspiration I need for 2020.
The downside with an odd sleep pattern and 3 furry besties who have unique sleep patterns is that I’m awake every couple of hours.
Early this morning, I thought I’d get smart about feedings and my snoot & book wake-up calls. I had a handful of cat food in my PJ pocket (if you’re wondering how women’s PJs can have pockets in their pants, they can’t. Apparently, there’s a law against that. I bought men’s PJs).
When The Sir came to the foot of the bed and sang for his second breakfast, I was ready. I dropped the handful of food, rolled over, congratulating myself, and prepping to fall back asleep.
Then I heard the crunch.
And realized that was not the sound of feline jaws opening and closing in culinary delight.
Apparently, The Miss had moved from the bed to sleeping on the floor. I basically woke her up by raining food down on her…
I’m 99% certain she was already dreaming of food, and my caper has now solidified her belief that dreams can become reality, if only she dreams hard enough.
And…I still had to get up and feed The Sir.
Tonight, I’ll try again.
My interview with GSMC host, Sarah, is live! It was a lot of fun and definitely, one of the coolest things about being a writer is a chance to connect to readers from all around the world. ^_^
Make sure if you’re saving your manuscript to the cloud, you have your cloud account OPEN, so you don’t risk losing 4 hours of work! (Luckily, I always save a back-up copy to my hard drive & that’s what caught the edits).
Ugh…been dealing with a WIP that WON’T END. Two years, 1st draft at 80K was burned, then I did another 87K, and that was burned, now I’m at 72K…and…maybe it’s working?
At least, I like the first-one hundred pages.
So, I’ve sent it off to some CPs and we’ll see what they say. In the meantime, I’m going to have some kind of celebratory treat and then go play in another story playground. ^_^
Sophia: He shot my dog.
John: I get it.
Such a simple exchange, but rich in nuance and subtext. If anyone follows the franchise, then you know John Wick is a master assassin, feared by all, and the first movie was all about his puppy motivation & getting revenge/vengeance.
The above dialog reminds me of a few things:
A small, powerful intro can do wonders in setting up your character and their motivation.
Referencing said motivation/personality is great for texturing and confirming your character’s character.
Dialog doesn’t have to be wordy or long winded to get its point across.
Even in the most intense moments, there is room for humour (and in intense movies, humour is a necessary release valve for viewers.).
So excited to see that Nira’s story is a nominee for the 2020 Red Maple Award!
It’s so odd to think that 2019 will be over in 3 months. I feel like it’s just begun. Or perhaps, I feel as though there should be a rewind button.
I struggled with the writing starting in November 2018, where nothing worked and nothing made sense, and that storm only broke in July.
So, I suppose I want those lost 6 months back, so I can catch up on the writing and feel less sad about the state of my manuscripts. But, I wonder, **should** I call them “lost months?”
I mean, we learn through good and bad times, right? Point of fact, we probably learn more through the bad than the good. Which makes me take pause and ask what did I learn?
I learned that progress isn’t always a diagonal line. Sometimes there will be bumps and drops.
Which leads me to learn that life is an IRL game of Snakes & Ladders, and when you get the snake, to take a breath, because surely the ladder is coming soon.
I learned that sometimes, no matter how hard I try, things will move like molasses. Frozen, slowly thawing molasses, and getting angry/impatient is helping anyone.
I learned there are different ways to get where I’m going. Maybe some days, I’ll be the jet, somedays, I’ll be the car hurtling down
the highway, and sometimes, I’m the hot air balloon and taking time to inflate, taking time to right the basket.
And I learned there is something to be said for being the hot air balloon. Because even if it’s slow, it has its beauty and momentum, and maybe that the biggest lesson learned. Sometimes it’s okay to be slow.