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Well, in perhaps the most exciting news (at least for me) of the week thus far, I actually wrote fiction yesterday.

Hurray!

I think writing that essay finally on Monday flexed the atrophying writing muscles, because yesterday I opened my document of "Quiet Desperation" and wrote well over fifteen hundred words in a very short period of time, until I was interrupted. Of course, once interrupted the flow stopped--which is why interruptions annoy me so very much. I might have even finished the story had I not gotten interrupted...but the great thing is that in writing so much on it today, I also was able to figure out how to finish it and what the core of the story is; what I am trying to say. Whether I will succeed or not remains to be seen--but it's yet another one of those stories about a writer. I'm not sure why I keep writing these stories about writers, but it's also what I suppose I know the best. But I like the direction "Quiet Desperation" is taking, and I'm also enjoying working on Scotty again--I also managed over a thousand words on the new book yesterday, which made me feel terrific. Even after all the writing I've done over the years, when you hit a fallow stretch or period, when you don't feel like writing, or you do and you can't, there's always this terror that the well has, indeed, finally run dry; followed by constant self-reassurances that always ring hollow--because the only thing that can make that terror go away is actually writing something.

So, thank you, Sisters in Crime, for kicking me in the ass and getting me to write that overdue essay. I think I'm over the hump now--and I am really looking forward to writing today.

I am tired, though. Wacky Russian basically made me do legs today, the bitch, and so even though my legs are usually fried from the small leg workout I get every time, today they are particularly tired and sore, the bastard. That's okay, though. I think I am going to go in on Saturday and do legs on my own, some cardio and maybe some stretching. I need to get in better physical condition.

And since it's Wednesday, here's a Hump Day Hunk for you as I head back into the spice mines.

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