I got momentum, oh yes I do

It's amazing the things I learn about myself as I get older. For example: young me thought surprises added spice to life. Surprise flowers at work? Beautiful! Surprise visit from family? Okay. Overdressed for surprise 23rd birthday party at a friend's house where I walked in with an armful of shoes? (cause I couldn't pick the right ones, that's why and not the point) Umm....ok.

Realization when pregnant with my first, my Monkey: I had to know if she would be a boy or girl. Same with the second. Hubby protested. I won. Then again, I should always win, right?

Lesson learned? I don't like surprises. Go figure. That's probably why I spend so much time planning my story structure. Where will the key story points fall? How many chapters should this piece have and how many pages per chapter?

I acknowledge this is overkill. I am trying to change. :)

The point is, I learned something else about myself: I am a very "visual" person. As in, I can't get this story to on the page without the right visual cues. Music works for many - they hear a song, a lyric, a string of words that inspires them to write a scene. The music will move them forward. This author will create entire playlists for their journey through their story. This doesn't work for me as I tend to block music out. It's there in the background, creating the white noise which allows me to concentrate, but only the best beat is going to compel me to turn up the volume and bop my head.

Yes, bop.

So I couldn't start my current story - a piece that I have been thinking of since before Christmas - because I didn't have the inspiration. Google was kind enough to lend me a hand. Figureatively. Cause, you know, Google don't have no hands.

I digress.

Below are the images whispering to me. They've provided much needed cohesion for my scattered thoughts. And you might even notice that the second one is my current background. Seems that with every new piece I'm going to have to adjust my backgrounds and avatars otherwise I'll waste time staring at a blinking cursor on a blank white page.

What do you do to get past roadblocks?

To write, or not to write: that is my dilemma

Whether the writing is to post on this blog or up the word count on my latest MS, I'm unable to commit the time to the task. I've lost the motivation and can't seem to find it. I'm in a writing slump folks, and I don't know how to claw my way out of this hole.

:(

Suggestions?

I am still addicted to writing boards, writing blogs, reading about writing contests, and every time I read a success story I think "See! Why aren't I doing that? Where am I aiming?" I have lost my focus and am worried my blurry sight won't clear. Every night I turn on my computer, I start Word at the point I last stopped, but I cannot write any new words on the page. It's sad, really, because this new story deserve to be told.

I think I'm just afraid to tell it. I'm definitely afraid I won't do it justice.

And I don't know how to turn off all of these doubts.

Sooo...yea. Hi!

It's been too long. I know. Not that anyone's missed me I'm sure, but I've missed this outlet. The truth is that it's been a very hard winter for my family and me. If the hurdle to overcome wasn't yet another virus attacking my kids or me or my in-laws, it was work, or personal troubles. I think most of that's behind me now. Almost. Kinda. Came home today to learn my Monkey has a temperature and upset stomach. Poor thing is trying to keep the crackers down right now - and is failing.

:(

As far as the writing goes: I took part in an self-editing workshop for some of Jan and learned that I don't know how to write a beginning. (insert another sad face here) I HATE the first quarter of my UF. It's choppy, the writing mediocre, the plot all but buried in exposition. Re-writing is the only way to salvage the piece and I don't have the will right now. I've started redoing page one at least three dozen times and am completely fed up. This probably means I'm starting in the wrong place. But then I don't know where the right place is! And...and...

I've shelved it for now. I'll come back to it later because I love the rest of the piece but that first quarter is not working.

However, thanks to a little story nugget my cousin provided me, I'm slowly working on a new piece. One that starts in the right place so I don't torture myself with this issue again. Thank goodness. Also, I've decided not to be so rigid with the story structure. Though keeping track of words per day and pages per chapter worked before, I want to take my time with this piece and really let it gel. I didn't give the other piece that chance.

Here's hoping it pays off.