Hello all! I have an update for you guys. I’ve finally had the courage to make a start on my novel. The dystopic one, which has been swirling around in my head for nearly two years. I didn’t write a lot of it, partly because I have a puppy now and he’s a full-time occupation, and partly because I was really clever and I went and tore a ligament in my ankle which means I’m hobbling about in a cast on top of everything else. Tsk.
I procured a copy of Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones hoping for some inspiration. 🙂 I’ve started reading it now and I really like the way she writes.
I don’t know about you guys, but I really like new age zen stuff when it’s applied to writing. 🙂 I also like matter of fact stuff, though, like Stephen King’s On Writing, which is also part memoir.
Speaking of books on writing, I don’t know if you guys know this about me, but I worship Anne Lamott’s Bird by Bird and I had this issue where I had to carry it with me at all times back and forth from college and I reread it very often. This was along with Emily Climbs by L.M Montgomery, Equal Rites by Terry Pratchett, and a number of others. It got to that place where I couldn’t carry any new books to or from college because I had so many books that I “could not live without” either at home or in college. The list of books I cannot live without grows monthly. 😐
It’s also a pain in the arse because the stingy plane -people give you a luggage limit of 15 kilos which meant choosing between books or clothes. Legitly.
I think I developed back and shoulder issues because my backpack and my handbag (that I pretended were super light to the airport authorities) were stuffed with at least 25 books between them.
Is there a point to this story, you ask? Yes. Yes there is.
I strongly suspected that this book was going to end up being a favourite and did not buy it even though I coveted it for ages because it wasn’t available for the Kindle. (what gives, Amazon? Jeez.) So, I ordered it and had it sent home aa a welcome home gift from me to me: The best kind of gifts, basically.
And between having papers to write and a puppy to smother with love, I had NO TIME to start it till right now. Yes, I read two other novels in the interim, but let’s not tell the book about those. -shifty eyes-
-takes a deep gasping breath-
I’ll give you guys updates on how I like it everyday, even, if you’re interested.