What I was doing was… Meditation and writing again this morning for 15 mins. Writing about my relationship to alcohol, as I think it might be relevant to the novel. It was a minor feature of the zero draft and in the context of other things I’ve been reflecting on it could be an interesting element of a story. Feeling knackered and a bit steam rollered (how can you be
What I was doing was… Made a bit of space to dump some novel ideas that have been bubbling up. Spent 15 mins at the end of a tiring day writing. All the other thinking and talking around this has been throwing up some exciting new possibilities for the story. No you’re tired. I don’t care what happens next as long as there’s A MASSIVE SLEEP BETWEEN ME AND IT.
What I was doing was… Bit of the old mediation and writing this morning before work (on a Sunday?? FFS) Had an exciting bunch of ideas linking some thoughts and feelings about my life with a new idea about how something in my zero draft could be used in a different way. Its funny how paying attention to things really makes a difference in developing new ways of seeing them
What I was doing was… On a train, writing a nugget of stuff thinking about the novel (is it a novel? Is this even a good idea? What am I even doing?) Wrote a bunch of bullet points about how I feel about various childhood things -somewhere in between idea exploration and therapy! Probably because it was going to therapy yesterday that gave me some emotional insight -really appreciated that
What I was doing was… More exploring the past today, trying to pinpoint the changing stories I’ve had about things (this is a vague description because I don’t feel like I want to share the content of it here). Five minutes quiet and ten minutes writing -creating a list of ‘I’ statements and first person questions that chart my change in perspective from child to now. Been doubting whether this