I loooove train rides. Especially sleeping trains. They are my passion and my favorite place in the world to be. My writing for me is very much a series of train trips as it is all about the various journeys that I travel on in life. My health, my heart, my faith, my personal growth and my physical travels all around the globe. They are often lonely and they are deeply emotional. What I love about blogging is that I get to take people on these trips with me and I love that. I truly love my readers and their support and the fact that they choose to come on my rides with me blows me away!
The only writing that I have ever done is from my heart and soul. My experiences, my opinions, my thoughts and my dreams. I started a new memoir with NaNo on the 1st of November and since then it has been pouring out of me with such great force that I feel as though this train has a mind of its own. This one is a runaway train and I love it. Sometimes we fly through deep dark tunnels that seem to never end as I relive all kinds of experiences that I am writing about which bring up horrendous pain, nightmares, anger, frustration, …but those experiences allow me to write with feeling and color and I believe that they enrich the story and help keep them extremely real.
Then there are the highs as I write about the good things or more often they occur when I am writing about the bad but the chapters come together well or the writing flows in a way I hadn’t imagined it could, or when something or someone (usually a stranger on social media) encourages me out of nowhere. The highs are thrilling and they keep me going through the hard days. But throughout this experience, the train hasn’t stopped for a moment and it is an exhausting but thrilling ride!
I can totally appreciate why writers want to go and hide on a mountain somewhere and simply immerse themselves in their writing. It is addictive and it flows and in many a way, it is like they are living a completely separate life. This is me.
Sadly I am forced to spend some of my time in the real world and often I am finding that I enjoy it less and less. I am sure that this is not a good thing, but right now I am not sure that I entirely care. Is that shocking? Is that terrible? Am I morphing into a hermit? … my husband and my readers are the only people on this train journey with me and I am loving it. So thank you to all of you who are making this journey so exciting, I cannot wait to start publishing!
Where I hang out:
“Here she comes, running, out of prison and off the pedestal: chains off, crown off, halo off, just a live woman.” ― Charlotte Perkins Gilman
It’s official, I have now finished draft one of book one in the four book series…. “It’s Mah Eeds” will hopefully be out by this time next year.
Huge Thanks to NaNoWriMo for helping to make this happen … I was hoping to do 60 thousand words by the end of November but I hit just over a hundred thousand (which includes about 30thousand words of book 3) … (book 2 is already done, just waiting for book one).
Now starts the editing part, which I am guessing will be done by Feb some time. My January is booked up with loads of wedding prep so I’m aiming at editing this baby by the end of this year, but if not it will likely be Feb some time…
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This has been a huge week for me. I know that these milestones are nothing huge for many out there, but for me they mark some steps that I thought I would take forever to reach.
In no particular order I made my 100th post on my Chronic Illness Blog today, I just need one more follower and I will have 50 followers, which I have no idea whether that is great stats or terrible but an average of a couple of posts per new followers can’t be that bad can it? I started (and won) my first NaNo WriMo and have have only 800 odd words left to write to make it to 100 thousand brand new fresh words in three weeks. But more importantly than that, that is one brand new book that I had no idea about last month (77,000 words) and then I’m well into the second brand new book. Mind you, between my dyslexia and autocorrect which hates me with a passion, the editing once this is done is going to be nightmare! I don’t think anyone is going to see me for years, just trying to get through the editing. But anyway, the fact that I will no doubt never win a NaNo again, this is how it has worked out this year.
I’m super proud of all of that plus my first The Mighty article went out this week and I am sooo excited about being accepted as a contributor. I applied to write for a much smaller publication a few weeks ago and and they turned me down, so I’m feeling a little chuffed that the bigger guys said yes.
I sound as though I am counting but not I’m not really, NaNo counts for me and I have absolutely no idea how many followers or posts I have on this blog, I only know about the other one because it popped up when I turned on my computer, saying congrats on the 100th post.
So anyway, this post is just a simple brag and babble in between NaNo and life and getting ready for Christmas. I am extremely thankful that we have decided to forego Christmas this year and go away for a couple of weeks of writing instead. Woohoo! Happy writing everyone!
That is the question! I have been writing like there is no tomorrow and it has so far been an AMAZING month of my very first NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). My new memoir is going great guns even with a stodgy middle and a bad case of self doubt, the right people just “happened” to say the right things at the right time and I would get inspired again.
What I love about NaNo is that because all we need to do is Draft One, I am not stopping to edit, change, fiddle like I usually do. I am just going for it. The upside is that as of yesterday, the official half way mark, I was at 65 thousand words and with at least another ten to twenty thousand to go, I will have a full length novel done and dusted in under a month.
The downside is that that is one hell of a lot of words to edit from scratch. I mean where will I even start?? (other than the beginning of course)…. But between my Dyslexia and Autocorrect (both who hate me with a passion) what I have written might not even make much sense! I am petrified that the task of editing is going to be rather overwhelming …
But of course that is OK, because I don’t have to think about that at all until November is over, and it is still November right now, so we will cross that proverbial bridge when we get there…
My other dilemma is that there is so much going on in my head, so much to write about but also so much to blog about that I can’t keep up. I honestly feel terrible for the people who are sitting in front of their screens desperate for something to write. I know that feeling all too well, ….but this November does not look like that for me and there simply aren’t enough hours in the day to write it all! So when I have a free hour do I blog or do I write?
The answer has come down to stress levels really. I stress about things going wild in my head and find it super calming to get them down on paper. So it comes down to what is more urgent at the time rather than what is most important. Also blogging can be short and sweet but most of the writing is lengthy and needs to be saved for the right head space… So this short gap before breakfast is a perfect blogging opportunity so I am grabbing it.
And now that I have gotten that all out of the way, it is time to get back to writing! See you later …
I know that it’s not for every writer, every year, but I am loving this NaNoWriMo business and I am thankful that my story is just flying out of me. It is just working for me in the here and now. I also love the style of writing that I have chosen for this book which is not something that I am hugely familiar with.
Basically a few months ago I was asked to write a chapter for a book that was going to be published next year. They only needed a single chapter from me, a single piece of my story without any need for context, characters or details that would complicate things. They just wanted my experience in it’s most raw form. As is (or as it was).
This was a new way of writing for me, but it really opened something up in me as I was able to ignore everything but the experience itself without having to explain anything. I wrote in the first person for the first time ever which is very differently to how I usually write. I was so chuffed with the outcome and I am very proud of it, but before I could send it in the project was cancelled. I was so disappointed as it was a fabulous opportunity for me to get my work and my name out there and it would have been my first published work. But at the same time I was pleased that I hadn’t already sent it in so that someone else had it and without a book!
So as I was pondering on how to find another similar project as it was so specific, it dawned on me that I could actually write a whole series of similar stories about my journey with my condition. Instead of expelling a whole bunch of details and a long boring story, I could simply write it as a series of essays that take the reader deep into my experiences on my journey. It doesn’t really matter who was there and who wasn’t. It doesn’t matter how the medical system of the time worked or why we were in the particular country that we were at the time.
All that matters really is how I felt and what I went through. I could list all the things that happened to me or I can write a much shorter list and go much deeper into those experience. I can take the reader deep into my most significant and interesting experiences so that they know how I felt and how scary it was for me.
My condition is multifaceted and the way that I was often treated varied massively from those specialists and doctors who tried to leave no stone unturned, those who apparently just couldn’t be bothered and to the other end of the scale where they were not only neglectful but on occasion abusive and took advantage of me.
I love the saying that “Writing is easy, all you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed!” There is so much meaning in that for me. It shows how costly writing is emotionally and that it is actually really hard. But what I find harder is to sit down and write something about which I know nothing. I find that if I sit down and spill my guts and tell my own story, it just pours out of me. The writing is the easy bit, but it hurts my heart and soul.
So i’m loving the camaraderie, encouragement and excitement around this event. I am so glad that I signed on, but mainly because it actually worked out well for me in that I had an epiphany the night before it started without remembering what the next day was. So I would have been writing all week anyway but this makes it so much more fun. I am not sure what I would have done if it hadn’t all landed in my lap. What if it was on last month instead? Or if I hadn’t had the epiphany? I am pretty sure that I would have either watched and encouraged others who are enjoying it, or else at least made myself have a go at something new, different, or maybe even made myself settle back into writing mode with he things that I am already working on…
Whatever happened I am pretty sure that I wouldn’t be hopping on all manner of social media and started blowing my trumpet and spoiling, judging, slandering and bringing down those who are doing it… What’s with that? I truly feel really sad for those who going to such huge lengths to condemn and “prove” that doing this word count thing daily is bad for us an all round plain wrong. I am sorry for you guys and hop that somehow and in other ways, you can have a good November xx
Six thousand Two Hundred and Forty seven words today woohoo!! I am shouting it from the roof tops as I am unlikely to beat this or even match it, but am very happy with it. Of course all the writing was perfect, and naturally when I read it all back to myself in December I will hate it all haha … but we can cross that bridge when we get there right?
My official goal is 60 thousand (60K) for the month of NaNoWriMo2016 but my goal for the book is the full 85K. So I will be happy with either though I won’t push myself and if I make neither goals then that is OK too.
I spent more time writing today, and also found myself inspired and on a major roll so I didn’t have to think a whole lot. Writing my story is painful and hard (and often involved trips to the loo) but it needs to be said and when I write from my soul it almost falls out of me. It is very natural and I can write how I think and talk (if I was to talk my story out loud, …which I don’t).
So hitting the 6K in one day was wonderful, but I fully recognise that it wasn’t really work. Yesterday I was super happy too at “only” 3.6K bringing the total for days 1 & 2 to 10K, so at this rate I will have the book (draft one) done and dusted by the end of the month, but you know what they say about counting one’s chickens before they hatch and all that… and I don’t want to be doing any of that. I will be thrilled with 20K by the end of the first week actually, so let’s see how that goes.
How are you doing with your writing? Are you participating in NaNoWriMo2016?