pandemo (pandemo) wrote,

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I am so happy! I finally found a group of people who talk intelligently without rancor on a wide variety of subjects, exhausting one before going onto another, exploring interesting byways, treating neophytes with diplomacy and taking even youths seriously.

This group will meet again in Feb. and has decided to do an all day (after church) deal, using the time to write an original 7500 word short story. I'm not sure I can TYPE 7500 words in one day... but no matter. Half of the fun is the journey.

They take their writing seriously. One counseled that with outlining, character sketches, and location scouting preparations, it should be do-able. I have a MUCH more chaotic creative process, and having been unable to do novels for most of my life, am a bit sour on short stories.

Of course, if one has a project they are in the middle of, continuing is an option. I decided to do just that -- 7500 words of editing in one day would probably be impossible, but I was game to go.

One day later -- I'm pecking away at current projects...

I finally get hungry. I decide to prepare something -- BAM!

I leave my food and move to a different chair from where my computer is set up, grab a clip board and didn't slow down until three pages of jottings, crazy situations, unique style of presentation, headings, bizarre/cryptic notes later, I wander off. I can't even remember what I was eating at first. I put plate and all in the fridge. It is now eight hours later, but I'm still not hungry.

But, I need to collect material to help get to the 7500 words.

(Note the music I'm playing... Outside, the blizzard just reformed and I can hear sleet/snow/ice/wind pinging on the north windows... We're forecast to have 50 mph winds blowing whatever around. I don't really care as long as the electricity doesn't go off. I don't HAVE to be anywhere until Feb. 9th. I ought to have quite a case of cabin fever by then if the phone doesn't keep ringing off and on...)
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