Too much time, too little motivation

There's a lot going on in this brain of mine...a few new ideas and some strategic revamping of older stuff. I prep, sit down with the laptop, and proceed to stare at the screen. Sometimes I stare at the keys, like they will glow lightly with the ones I'm supposed to stroke first.

Last week at B&N I bought a journal, chock full of writing prompts...maybe I can hop into that a bit and bring back some of my motivation.

I know this is scattered, bear with me.

YA or traditional fiction? The real difference: YA doesn't have sex or graphic violence...but that can also be a godsend too...hmmm...I guess when I figure out which format I prefer, that will dictate how I tell my story.

Changes

Well, now that I'm unemployed and an accidental stay-at-home-mom, maybe I can try to pen some stuff...I have a good 6 hours a day of uninterrupted potential work-time, I should be able to crank out a fair amount.

O'DOYLE RULES!

I am terrible at this shit.

With that out of the way, I am going to attempt to update a little more often. Ha. Attempt.

What can I say? I have a busy life.

My writing is going freakishly well....albeit in my head...Ok...So all I can get down is the grocery list...sometimes...

It helps I am dating a man who fully supports my creativity...

Mehhh...off to my real job...

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I'm working on it...slowly...so don't give up on me just yet....

To be continued...

What a difference a few months make...

I have been going through some personal-crisis crap in the past few months. I still want to write but I'm lacking 95% of my former motivation. Since most of my evenings are now spent alone, I am reading more than I did before. Stephen King once said that you can't write if you don't read. Maybe this will help me. To be frank, some of the novels I've finished recently are lacking in substance *coughHollywood Wivescough*. I am actually in the middle of no less than 5 novels at the moment. What can I say, some days I'm in the mood for something different. I am really liking Alice Hoffman at the moment...

At last!

I had a surge of creativity this evening as I was closing a curtain in the window that faced my semi-new neighbor's house. This is something totally new, just a random thought I ran with. So far, I've been writing for 2 hours and I've amassed about a thousand words. It may not seem like much, but if you consider my recent track record, this is phenomenal. I'm very proud of what I've accomplished tonight. I don't want to jinx myself, but I believe this is the start of something great.

New year, new promises

I'm about a month and a half too late for the typical New Year's resolutions, however, I'll make it short.


I've screwed around too long, made too many excuses, and recently I've allowed too many distractions. I will write my book this year, even if it kills me. Seriously, it just might.