bury a secret in the centre of the garden - plant a tree on top. burn a candle each night, use the wick to spark flames in the new fireplace. cut wood from the tree, burn it and start to unmask the garden's secret.
twenty languages live in this house. they whisper to each other, live. google translate sits open in a tab, flicking through a myriad. books line the shelves, tell each other secrets, sharing knowledge - to be learned.
the windows dominate the room. it's no accident; i had the room designed this way exactly for that purpose. it's kind of a small room, not unlike the fabled attic at the top of the tower, but it suits me exactly. four years ago, when i collected a few bags of notebooks and canvases, crammed… Continue reading the forest cottage (400)
ideas weaving together spilling into a river. together they form inspirations. it's kind of a dream. coming true minute after minute. together there's a barrier stopping them in place. go to write - fingers are slack around a pen, unfocused and lax on a keyboard. (it's purely psychological right?)
skimming fingers over keyboards tapping in ideas. typing, typing faster - keeping up with an i n f l u x of ideas. and herein lies the trouble: being in strange enough a mood to write.
Today, I'm thinking about NaNoWriMo. Chiefly, I'm thinking about the burnout that can occur if you batter your keyboard too long and too often. Maybe you've sat down, cracked open a can of your favourite drink and a fresh Word Document on November 1; then you gulped down that drink like it was giving you inspiration… Continue reading NaNoWriMo: Inspiration Creek Runs Dry
I've done it again. That silly, silly thing where I map out a post, and then don't write it down? That. As a result, I stared at the blinky little cursor wondering what to write. Then I looked on a quotes site. I do that a lot, browse for inspiration. Trouble is I'm easily inspired. … Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Lauren Bacall
Well, it's August. How the hell did that happen? I distinctly remember it was January about five minutes ago. My inspiration's dried up a bit - no, not dried but iced up. It's deeply annoying. I think I've spent so much time this week mapping out where to go from last year's NaNoWriMo project (three… Continue reading Enter August
I'm back to the inspiration mode, because on the bus home I was daydreaming about hammering out ten thousand words of fiction tonight. Whether or not I will start writing remains to be seen, because right now there's a headache creeping at my skull. Trying to, anyhow. I plan to try fending it off with tea… Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Thomas Edison
This week's quotes come to you from a quick browse on a quotes website. Normally I'd be all for hunting out a quote, digging one from the earth and all of that, but I'm staring down the barrel of two exams job interviews tomorrow, so I'm cutting some slack. Also, it's two quotes this time,… Continue reading Word Crush Wednesday: Milton Berle