Tuesday, May 18, 2010
The Writing Life
another Tuesday without my writing pal, Gwen. She's been good at keeping me in the loop - writing me nice long emails about her process, the animals, the recreation and, of course, the food!
Today I have some plans - some projects - an agenda. I will share it with you all and then I will be sure to get to it all.
I'm going to walk the dog, meditate, phone my $ person about some details, collect my library books, plant my planters and cover up my strawberry plants with some wood chips and plant some more lettuce, beets etc..., weed, water, find the Golden Compass to take to the grandkids today and write myself a letter re True. Yesterday I didn't write. I just mulled. I had some time at work and took along James Scott Bell's book on editing and revising which I would dip into here and there. I took a notebook and I just figured a few niggly things out. I don't want to start revising for a couple of weeks but I knew I was going to tinker with the plot a bit before I put her to rest. I don't want to go in and actually start moving things around so instead I'm going to write myself a letter. In it I will write my plans - I want to get rid of one minor character and beef up another one. I have some changes to make so that the conflict intensifies. Just tenderly letting it mull around in my brain yesterday shook some things loose.
It reminds me of the way Ron and I designed this house. In the middle of the night I might say something like "why don't we put the stairs coming up from the entrance instead of the kitchen?" And he'd say 'but then we can't have an en suite.' And I'd say "I don't want one - I'm good to walk across the GREAT BIG WIDE hall (sarcasm here) to go to the bathroom.' I don't get en suites but I'll save that for another day. Then we'd get all excited at what this change might make and decide to do it or not. Every time you make a change in a plan it affects EVERYTHING else and I find that is the same as a novel. And I must go meticulously through every chapter and find out what got jiggled and to where. But not today - today I write the letter trying to put in every possible thought I had yesterday and then I LEAVE IT ALONE FOR TWO WEEKS. I'd like to leave it longer but I just can't. I'll go back to working on Earth Bound so I won't be tempted.
After I've gotten a good chunk of this done, I will go off to meet my grandkids off the bus. It seems beautiful so far - maybe we'll walk down to the beach and tear around a bit.
Later, my dear readers.