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April 11, 2012

However do you expect to write about the art of writing if you don’t practice it yourself? Oh the ugly, ugly question. No wonder my blog entries are more sparse than hair on a naked mole rat (don’t google it, it’ll give you nightmares, I promise). I only hope that my writing is more pleasing to the eye than the sight of a fleshy, wrinkly, toothy mole with tiny squinty eyes and giant toenails. *shiver*

It has to be more enjoyable than that, right?

So the story is shaping up to be okay. I’m not too sure where it’s going or what’s going to happen but things are moving along finally and I’m getting back into the groove of things. Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t a miraculous Easter-holiday event. The zing is slowly returning, perhaps not as brightly as in the past but still, it’s there.

Since it’s ChickLit this month, I thought it’d be a given that I’d make it. After all, all my bookshelf is missing is a box of chocolates to complete my Girl’s Night In collection complete. I routinely warn people who peruse my DVD collection that they’re mostly ChickFlicks so you’d think that with this genre being among the top that I gravitate towards it’d be a slam dunk.

Yes, it’s going a little better than most of the other months, it’s still not flying by and each day is a daily struggle. No one said writing is easy; in fact the pursuits that are most enjoyable are sometimes the most difficult to maintain. At the end of the day though, the satisfaction of being a part of the creative process and the pure, childlike wonder of frolicking in your own imagination makes the stress and struggle worth it.

April 20, 2012

Disregard the post that I forgot to post AGES ago. It’s all a lie. The story’s not shaping up at all. It’s laying in my head like a lump of charcoal. Rattling around in the most distracting way. It has been so awful this month. The genre has so much promise; I have a great idea and love losing myself in the story that’s unfolding when I give it the chance and breathing space to do so. The problem is that with my working two jobs and the stress of transitioning out of one practice and into another. I’ve forgotten how grueling a 6-day work week can be.

I really wish I could carve out the time I want to get back into the my story. The little bit I’ve done is a tease to my imagination. This project has been a luxury for me. I don’t know why I haven’t realized that yet but it really is. Doing something that makes you happy and indulges your passion shouldn’t be a luxury but it is. I would love to have hours at a time to wallow in the complex world evolving with every keystroke but alas, that’s not the case.

There really isn’t much more to say, no pithy remarks to wrap up the ending of a post or a zinger to leave you with but seeing as I’ve already forgotten to post this once, I suppose a quick addition to the original post is better than nothing at the moment. So for now, adieu.

 

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