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NaNo wind down

24 Nov

The first of the plums are starting to blush with ripeness, and summer is just days around the corner.

This change of seasons is also the closing of NaNoWriMo.  These last few days of spring will be full of furious typing by tens of thousands of writers around the globe.  And if all goes well, sometime in the next year or so, there will be some new novels born from this month of literary abandonment that we all can enjoy.

I am one of those typing manically to try and achieve my goal (50,000 words by the 30th of November).  And in between I’m looking at my garden growing wild with my neglect, and wondering if I’ve done enough to prepare it for the sun-filled months ahead.  Only six more days and I can play in the dirt again!

While life beckons me to come back and enjoy it’s richness, I am happy to have had NaNo to push me to write every day (almost) and to find my way past any plot walls.  Without it, when you get to that point where you don’t know what comes next, it’s so easy to put it aside for another time.  NaNoWriMo gives you the urgency to think it through, to try other avenues you may not have envisioned at first.  It has been a wonderful experience, and I will try it again.

I still have thousands of words, and many chapters to go and less than a week to get there.  So it is back into the wilds of my imagination for me!  And I wonder what I can make with the plums this year…

                        

the eye of the beholder

17 Oct

Beauty, horror and truth are in the eye of the beholder.

How do we each define these concepts, and how do we immediately recognise them in the barrage of sensory stimulation we face each day. What makes one scene, one song, one face in the crowd beautiful to us and yet dull to another? There are some agreed social conventions of beauty, and yet these change continually, each age with its own definition.

  And then horror again can be different  things to different people. The daily job of a surgeon would be horrifying to  others, and yet we rely on their ability to see us cut open, understand us  through our gore and put us back together as though inside we are beautiful and not terrifying.

Finally truth.  A concept intrinsically designed to be unique for each person who identifies with it.

Just find three people who witness the same event from roughly the same perspective, and they will all have slightly different versions of the truth to tell.  And really, we are all just interpreting the world around us from our vantage at any given time, and every beholder is a constantly evolving and shifting lens.

All these perceptions, we are storytellers to our core.  Every moment of every day we are seeing a little piece of life and filtering it through our ideas of the world.  This is our source of imagination and creation: it is this observation and fantasy and our busy minds defining what we believe and how we perceive it.

brainstorming for NaNoWriMo

11 Oct

So I have discovered NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) http://www.nanowrimo.org/ which in its essence is ‘thirty days and nights of literary abandon’.  So between the 1st and 30th of November participants try to write a 50,000 word fiction novel (roughly 1,667 words every day).  And, I figured why not?

This leaves me with a few weeks to settle on an idea for a story which I can visit every day in November with motivation.  Sounds easier in theory than it is in practice.

Do you go the Mark Twain route and ‘write what you know’; or on the premise of having no time for research do you go for wild fantasy where the world is tailored to your tale?

So many ideas, so little time…  And then, you start to think “it’s all been done before” and “how can this be different” and then you reach your worst fear: “what if I get halfway through and I don’t like it anymore?”  It is astonishing how much easier it is to entertain your doubts than it is to commit to creating.

The next couple of weeks I can luxuriate in all the possibilities.  The hundred and one tales I could possibly tell.  Then on the 1st of November, one way or another, I will put pen to paper (or finger to keystroke!) and one of those stories will begin.

And really, in the end, what have I got to lose except for the disappointment of not even trying.

  

imagine…

26 Sep

I want to imagine a world where the impossible is possible.

I want to believe that fantastical creatures can exist, that life can go on, and that I can make miracles happen with the power of my mind.  I want to live in a world where all the best stories are really true.  Where anything you can conceive can be real and we can overcome any and all odds.  I want magic happens to be reality and not just an old hippie’s bumper sticker.

Someday…