Writing takes it out of you.

I sit here this evening, waiting on supper to cook, my head throbbing, my eyes aching, but with a feeling of great accomplishment. No, I didn’t move mountains today. I didn’t dig any ditches, or balance any books. I didn’t have an over-bearing boss screaming in my ear. I didn’t stand at a cash register or chase down any bad guys…

I wrote.

I wrote hard.

I wrote about things that I feel, have felt, or will feel, and I lived them in the skin of a character being born out of my mind. That’s what we do. That’s what Hemingway meant when he talked about sitting in front of a typewriter and bleeding. That’s what Nin meant when she talked about saying what others can’t.

So what did I do today? I wrote. How about you?

29 thoughts on “And Now, On Writing

  1. I worked and worked at my day job; it’s a stressful time at work just now, but at least my bosses are on my side! I tried to steal a bit of time to write, but the thoughts and words didn’t flow and at the point of my story I am working on now, that is not a good thing to happen! I refreshed my blog theme and freshened it up, and added social media buttons and tentatively joined the twitter ranks. Not a bad day at all, I suppose.

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  2. I uploaded my (finally) finished manuscript to CreateSpace, added the cover and then took a deep breath.

    Then I realised they didn’t distribute to Australia (but that’s OK, it still works out with Amazon.com). In between I cooked and cleaned and got the child to school, had a massage (the deep remedial kind), went to a Mother’s Day assembly at the school (gorgeous). Then I went to Zumba and shook my ass, then watched Game of Thrones till my aching body told me it was time to sleep.

    A writing day like yours is a good day, when you lose yourself in the words. I’m looking forward to having more of those soon πŸ™‚

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    1. Busy day! πŸ™‚

      Perhaps I should mention that, in between the marathon writing sprees, I took care of the farm, mucked, groomed, gathered eggs, filled troughs; I cleaned the dishes and the floors inside. I spoke with friends and took the dog for a walk and drew up a plan to build a new brooder, cooked three meals… Hmmm. Perhaps that stuff is why I was so tired πŸ˜‰ LOL

      Congratulations on your BOOK! That is awesome… oh, you must be over the moon.

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      1. Yikes! That is a busy day πŸ™‚ Nothing like fresh eggs though is there? Can’t believe you had time to write as well!
        And thank you – I am thrilled – just waiting for the proof now and trying to work my way through the labyrinth of pricing πŸ™‚ x

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      2. Jeepers, I don’t envy you that… the technical side of it is what I find frightening and exhausting πŸ˜‰

        No, there is nothing like fresh eggs. Or talking to a bunch of entertaining hens πŸ˜‰ (Yes, I do. But don’t tell anyone…)

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      3. And yes, pricing is the scariest part! I don’t want to charge too much and put people off buying it, but at the same time I have to make something out of it *shrugs* Will see what happens πŸ™‚

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  3. Today I read. In bed, then on the couch half watching the rugby game (it was my 3rd favourite team and there was no eye candy). I thought about what I want to write but couldn’t settle on anything so it stayed in the planning stage.

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      1. I did tweet the eye-candy who was on that team last year, saying I was still looking for him on the field. He favourited my tweet and I squeeed.

        There was eye-candy in the previous game though, and last night (and tomorrow night…). I’m all about the eye-candy!

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      2. Two of my boys (ie rugby players I have a crush on and may or may not write naughty stories about) play in the UK. I have tweeted them/about them and usually get a ‘favourite’ so getting a retweet was definitely squeee-worthy!

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