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A hundred days of what?

I came across the 100 day project and thought why not.

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Trouble is I didn’t know what I’d want to do for a hundred days.

I’m not usually up for challenges as I believe they are set ups for failure, but I thought, hey, I might give this one a go.

So I decided I could either:

1. Make a piece of jewelry every day, but as I pretty much do that already it kind of seemed a bit like cheating.

2. Clean a little part of the house every day… Nah. Don’t think so.

3. Stop drinking wine for a hundred days.

That would definitely be a set up for failure.

4. Take a photograph.

5. paint a picture.

6. Create a doodle.

Etc., etc., etc…

I could do all of these things, but my dad’s coming to visit within the hundred day period, and my sister, and I don’t want to take up my time with them. It would have to be something I can do that doesn’t mean going into the isolation tank for long periods of time.

And, of course, number 2 would just about do me in and that wouldn’t be fair to my visitors, or to me.

So I chose Cornelius.

Remember?

My little botanical book?

Titled.

The Ledgers Ledgend of  Cornelius Audenberry III.

Intrepid Explorer and Royal Botanist to HRH Significanta Regina, Queen of Spry.

I started it when I was creating a run of triffid paintings.

HERE

Of which, you can be assured, there are many more.

And of course each triffid begged for a story.

Well, o.k. they didn’t actually beg, but rather was given one whether they liked it or not.

And so began Cornelius’ adventures to document the wildly fantastic flora of the Copstan Islands.

Of course his voyage on the Encumbrance had to be postponed due to his narrator taking all of the time she could be writing making jewelry instead, and whining about the house keeping, so to Cornelius the 100 day project seems to be a brilliant idea.

(Or not)

And one that I can easily do when my dad and sister come.

At first I thought I’d give myself a word or page goal for each day then I realized that I really just needed to write anything and not worry about giving myself rules.

So today is day four.

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And I’ve already discovered a new member of the crew.

Who knew!

I usually get caught up in grammar and spelling and reorganizing the words, but this time I am simple writing it down.

One day at a time.

Other news.

Here’s a picture I’m working on because I was getting a little bored with the jewelry.

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It’s got nothing to do with Cornelius as this is an entirely different world which he hasn’t discovered yet.

And a necklace.

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“He smiled understandingly –

-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced-or seemed to face-the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.” Page 48, The Great Gatsby.

Don’t trust this man!

’nuff said …


My brain

 is worn out and itchy.

Here’s its (my brains) work station before I started on the afternoons work of creating the next best children’s novel.

Hahaha, in my dreams.

But, it’s nanowrimo time, and, every year I say I’m going to do it, and, every year I chicken out at some point or another.

Not this year folks!

It’s day two and I’m roughly 2,000 words behind, but, no worries. I have everything I need for this intrepid adventure.

My broken laptop (hiding under its laptop cooling thingy), my old leather case with my first tentative writing attempt tucked carefully away inside, the printer, moved from its usual printing place so I don’t have to worry about getting up, (just in case it disturbs the flow, you understand), a cup of tea (obviously), and my Mickey Mouse notebook, just to keep my spirits up.

But, now I think my head is going to explode so I’ll just have to catch up on those 2,000 words tomorrow, after I’ve added them to the next 1,600 that is.

Actually, I’m not going to worry about the word count too much. Supposedly you’re to write 50,000 words during the month of November, but, my aim is just to write every day for the month. That will be good for me.

So, here’s to the next big children’s novel.

You saw it here first …

:)


Acting out.

‘As far as I’m concerned, if a person desires to write, it’s worth trying to find a way to do it, even five minutes a day, and what happens to the writing afterward is a separate issue. The act of doing it has enormous value on its own.’ – Aimee Bender.

I read an article this morning on Oprah’s website. I don’t really watch or read Oprah. I’ve got nothing against her but sometimes I get tired of all that, 10 things you can do right now to feel good, stuff. I get depressed when I don’t do the 10 things, and beat myself up for not trying hard enough, and walk around with my droopy mood on, and well, generally feel worse than I did before I even knew there were 10 ways I could feel good in the first place.

But I quite enjoyed this one.

(Read full article – HERE.)

I love writing. It’s one of my favourite things to do. It’s also one of my most scary things.

I’m just not that good at it. I love words, I love configuring them, playing with them, reading them, but I suck at grammar. What the hell they were teaching me at school beats me. Maybe I was away sick that day.

But, I still love to write. I definitely have the desire. I have two books that I’m fiddling around with and I have the best time when I actually allow myself to sit down and write them.

I’m realizing more and more that I am scared to do a lot of things that I love to do, which seems ridiculous when you think about it. It’s not like I want to go sky diving and throw myself off a cliff or something like that. So this article was very inspiring to me.

The quote above is exactly right. For me, the act of writing, or painting (especially these two out of all my creative outlets), is reward in itself and I need to stop worrying about the outcome and enjoy the process for what it is. I laugh out loud when I write. It’s a wonderful thing to crack yourself up and not feel as though you’re losing your mind – well, maybe not losing much of it …

So, I’m thinking maybe I need to get me a, ‘keeper of the contract’, friend … (that’s my texan comin’ out y’all) … and start letting loose on the old typing skills.

I think I can manage one hour a day.

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And, no, you can’t read it …


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