Before I start in on today's blog: I think I've decided to get the camera. (See yesterday's blog for explanation). Because a) it's less money, so I'll be able to afford to book a room at LeakyCon soon-ish still, and b) I do miss having a camera, while I have a computer.
EDIT: ...I got the netbook. :P
Now, onto today's topic!
As some of you may know, I'm writing a book. I'm not going to get into the plot, because that's not what this blog is about, and honestly, I'm still unsure about a lot of stuff. So all you need to know is that I'm writing an apocalyptic novel possibly for Teens. I have been trying to get the plot all solid so I can start rewriting it. (I wrote it for NaNoWriMo and it's completely different now, in a really good way.) I keep coming up on snags, and when I was working on it on Thursday, I was so close to just saying screw it and tossing it to the wind. But I've spent too much time on it to do that now. SO, no worries, people, it's not getting tossed.
My muse seems to have just, wandered off. There's nothing worse than that when trying to be creative. Especially when I have such high expectations for myself. I've decided to give myself a break from my book for a bit (from even wanting to think about it. Even though that hasn't happened yet. I'm still constantly thinking about it) in the hopes that when I come back to it, the problem will fix itself.
I decided this yesterday when I went to bed. Right after I finished reading "Suite Scarlette" by Maureen Johnson, actually. (This was the first book I have ever read of hers. I've read "Let it Snow" where she writes a third of the book, but I didn't count that as a whole book. I will give my review of "Suite Scarlette" tomorrow, I think.) I struggled to fall asleep, not unlike normal, and then when I woke up, I suddenly had this new idea for a book in my head. Like the completion of Maureen's book had somehow woken up my muse from a deep slumber.
This was the first time in a long time that I started writing basically as soon as I got up. Just scribbling away ideas until I needed some input from people. (If you want to give input, it's on my Facebook. If I don't have you as a friend on Facebook, ask me for a link on Twitter.) I think it's strange how the muse does that. How it's so damn temperamental. It is the laziest thing in the world. But once it wakes up, it works its ASS off. Goes on overload. I love that. And hate it at the same time.
Shifts at Ardene's left: 4
Days of summer left: 32
Days until LeakyCon: 138
Listening to: A Dazzling End - Murray Gold
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