I'm going to be at my troupe leader's birthday bash tonight, and for a bit at my friend Mysteria's house. It's been a low-key Halloween for me; I haven't put up my usual array of decorations this year, but am enjoying all the ones my neighbors and friends have put up this year.
At midnight, it will be the first night of Nanowrimo, y'all! Yes, I am ready for it...the writing amounts to just about six pages a day for me, which honestly is a manageable amount for me. And at the end, I've got--a fluffy-themed novel which will be fun to write and will break the ice of writer's block for me. And there's nothing wrong with sitting in cafes with other people who are focused on the same sort of fun. I mean, having fun writing--what a concept! :)
Time to start working on my costume!
Happy Halloween!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Pure Fantasy and Fluff
Yes, I am doing nanowrimo. Every morning I want to drop out. Every evening I want to start.
The book I am writing is about a woman who finds herself in the process of losing weight healthily in her 40s/early 50s (after years of battling anorexia--an ongoing battle for me, as when I gain a pound, I go into immediate thoughts of three-hour exercise sessions and starvation, even though I don't give in to them anymore). She's trying to find different ways to exercise, and happens upon a bellydance class. Nothing at all like real life for me. Yes, there's a love interest, as so happens. Girl meets boy. Boy meets girl. Girl meets bellydance. Heck, maybe even the guy will take bellydance lessons. The bellydancer is a bit straight-laced and teaches English at a local state university (no, not all ALL based on my real life, even though she will famously struggle with the PowerPoint projector, just like me), but has a best-friend-since-elementary school who works as a salesclerk at a rather interesting store (based on Camouflage in Santa Cruz).
Yes, it's all silly pink marshmallow fluff, but I need something to just write. My creative life has felt so impaired since my sister and mother passed away that I feel a writing marathon in November will help to at least work again.
The book I am writing is about a woman who finds herself in the process of losing weight healthily in her 40s/early 50s (after years of battling anorexia--an ongoing battle for me, as when I gain a pound, I go into immediate thoughts of three-hour exercise sessions and starvation, even though I don't give in to them anymore). She's trying to find different ways to exercise, and happens upon a bellydance class. Nothing at all like real life for me. Yes, there's a love interest, as so happens. Girl meets boy. Boy meets girl. Girl meets bellydance. Heck, maybe even the guy will take bellydance lessons. The bellydancer is a bit straight-laced and teaches English at a local state university (no, not all ALL based on my real life, even though she will famously struggle with the PowerPoint projector, just like me), but has a best-friend-since-elementary school who works as a salesclerk at a rather interesting store (based on Camouflage in Santa Cruz).
Yes, it's all silly pink marshmallow fluff, but I need something to just write. My creative life has felt so impaired since my sister and mother passed away that I feel a writing marathon in November will help to at least work again.
Monday, October 05, 2009
Notes from the Slow Blogger
Seems everything has slowed down for me since school began. There seems a lot of sadness and subdued-ness among my students--very different from last year. What is it? Just my perception, or something real?
My furlough-docked paycheck came today--the reality of the budget cuts really hits home. And yet, here I am, teaching--the profession I have never stopped loving.
Next month, I plan to do nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month). It's going to be fiction based upon my life as a bellydancer. It's so chick lit that I really ought to just write it on lime green and bright pink paper right now--but there's something to be said for writing just for the sheer fun of it.
My furlough-docked paycheck came today--the reality of the budget cuts really hits home. And yet, here I am, teaching--the profession I have never stopped loving.
Next month, I plan to do nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month). It's going to be fiction based upon my life as a bellydancer. It's so chick lit that I really ought to just write it on lime green and bright pink paper right now--but there's something to be said for writing just for the sheer fun of it.
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