Day 29: March 2
She eyed the limp fabric, sewn with gold thread. Against the orange silk, the thread glittered. Picking it up, she let it fall through her fingers like the blood of an old and ancient sun. The tailor, whose services she had enlisted, plucked nervously at his collar.
“Is it–is it–is it not to your liking?”
He winced at her blunt tone and moved forward to, no doubt, assuage her refusal, but she cut him off.
“I apologize for wasting your time. It seems I will need a different sort of tailor for my demands. Good day.”
A/N: set up for an incomplete short story
11 December 2016:
A couple weeks ago, I wrote a lot of my thoughts and feelings down. It felt as if I was pushing myself to really think and consider things: how I felt, what I felt, my situation, who I was, what I believed.
I didn’t post any of it; I never post those kinds of reflections. I have a writing document, or a journaling word document. It’s where I can work through thoughts and confusion and realizations. Or at least it feels like I am. I don’t have to worry if the paragraphs fit together, or if it makes sense, or if it has a unified topic, or if it is writerly or witty or just good writing. I don’t have to worry about if my feelings sound good. I can just focus on what I mean or what I feel.
Almost two weeks ago, I posted a verbatim one about my purpose and why I write. I hadn’t written anything since then.
Today’s the seventh Anniversary of The Princess and the Frog. It’s the only Disney movie that directly influenced my writing. That winter soon after it premiered, me and my immediate family went to Walt Disney World and stayed at resort near Animal Kingdom. It was an awesome place. (It was connected to the safari/savanna so there was a waterhole area outside where you could view animals; we saw a giraffe drinking on the last day.*) But it was really out of the way.
More importantly there was a lot of PatF stuff being promoted. So, the African décor, animals, PatF, and the Christmas lights and spirit mashed up in my mind to deter and take over the second book of my Aladdin-lyric story.
That’s a really bad working name, but it’s the best I can think of to explain it. Essentially, I wanted to take the cut lyrics from Disney’s Aladdin and see if I could create a compelling story out of it. Or more precisely, if I could take a lazy character and a spoiled character and see if I could make them compelling. By the end, it had begun to deviant from that idea and sink into a strange fog focused on the early stages of my Dreams. Then PatF came out. And I got two new characters that changed the plot.
tl;dr: Had one novel planned for Nanowrimo; at the last minute changed it to another one with a depressed character pov because I felt writing about her and working through her issues was more important, but in the first week I was more motivated to write 13 short stories instead. Currently, I am not doing Nanowrimo this month.
Had one novel planned (Nano.1) that was a detailed outline I was excited to get into. (Some of the details may have changed based on a comment raised whilst reading The Silmarillion.)
That novel was flipped at the last minute to a novel (Nano.2) about the conclusion of my Camp Nanowrimo because 1. it was easier to create character aesthetics and 2. I felt it would be more useful because it centered on a depressed/anxious character pov. i.e. it would be beneficial for me to write that story.
The trouble I now realize is even though I have characters and I have events staged for where the novel is supposed to go… It’s not really about anything except a character feeling like crap. (Okay, there’s a whole quest to find lost mirror shards that distort reality and emotion…) But I can’t figure out what it’s about.
Case in point: I compared Nano.2 to the other stories in its category (Lineage of the Moon) and this is what I got.
I was on a trip most of this week, so sorry for my absence.
- Finished the fourth story in my NaNoWriMo 2015; it ended taking more time because there were way more scenes than I had anticipated/planned (I thought I had one scene left but it became four scenes)
- Started the completion of the (extensively outlined) fifth story in my NaNo 2015
- Started the completion of the sixth (and final) story in my NaNo 2015 (yay)
- Did some mapping and history clarification
- Wrote a vignette about characters sharing feelings
- Attempted to move my google docs to a new owner/email
- Did character and plot building for Garden of Flowers/Chthonic Flowers (I really need to 1. Explain what all my story categories mean, and 2. Come up with a better title name
- Wrote a short action snippet from Romance of Three Jewels
- Wrote a character birthday drabble (11 October)
To get right to it:
- finished (for the most part) the third story in my NaNo 2015 novel; I’ve started to finish the fourth story which I’m excited about (I have a loose outline of events)
- touched up a character head-shot for Romance of Three Jewels
- reformatted an old story I’m thinking of going back to revise and edit (exciting!) mostly because I’ve realized that I still care a lot of about the subject and themes (what happens to invasive species if they adapt to a new environment and fear of the unknown/night and the monster’s pov in a legend)
(I promise that 1. I’ll explain what my stories are, and 2. I’ll try to figure out a more consistent time to post these.) Much good will and thanks to all!
As I said, I want to start sharing my writing or at least what I’m doing with my writing projects. Now that I’m more settled (on a New England autumn foliage tour), here’s what’s I’ve been working on since October started.
- wrote two scenes in my unfinished NaNoWriMo 2015, decided that that story (since it’s a collection of interrelated short stories) would be better written after the one before it (since writing a novel in the order its read in may work better for me), and have since made good progress
- said content (witches) of said progress inspired me to write a vignette (~1,600 words) about one character’s backstory and the comparison of witches from different parts of the world he inhabits
- sketched, inked, and partially colored a picture of a character from NaNo 2015
- did some initial brainstorm writing for some old ideas (Garden/Moon Lineage)
- sketched, inked, and fully colored a picture from a recent Drabble A Day (I was quite pleased with it)
THE GRASS WAS etched in frost. Miniature white crystal blades stood guard around the small dilapidated cottage. Its warm honey brown wood had darkened with the shortening hours of sunlight, having turned a robust and cherry mahogany. As if to match the ground, its roof shimmered, grassy tufts bejeweled in frost, as it tasted the first sip of dawn’s light.
It was so deeply embedded in the woods, surrounded by dark leafless trees that sprouted out like fans, that most people hardly knew it existed. Which is exactly what its inhabitant wanted. If the villages wanted to call her a witch, that was fine with her, as long as they politely left her alone.
Written: 5 Dec 2015
Inspired: frost outside + a little NaNo or Reflection Story + wanting to do something a little special for the 100th day