1. Is it almost time to switch back to Daylight Savings Time? While I do enjoy waking up to light, this whole dark-before-I-get-home-from-work thing is seriously throwing me off. I keep thinking it’s like 8:00 when I get home from work, when it certainly is not — it just looks that way. The fact that sunset is only going to get earlier and earlier from now until December makes me want to weep.
Actually, better idea. Instead of this whole Daylight Savings Time thing, can we just have summer all year round? Not from a temperature standpoint, of course, because goodness knows hot and humid is my least favorite kind of weather, but from a sunlight standpoint, summer would be fantastic. Well, maybe summer with a slightly later sunrise time, because I do enjoy seeing this before I leave for work:
2. I’ve been a writer since I learned how to write. Writing’s my “thing.” I used to be all about fiction, but college both murdered my imagination and introduced me to less-creative writing (journalism, academic papers, blogging…that sort of “Making things up not required and usually not even recommended” writing). Because writing’s my thing, I decided to finally stop being lazy and participate in NaNoWriMo this year (National Novel Writing Month, for the uninitiated).
I’m not officially participating in NaNoWriMo because I’m not following their rules (start writing a novel on November 1, finish writing your novel 50,000 words later on November 30). Instead, I’m using NaNoWriMo to work on a novel I started twoish months ago but had not touched once since September. I really just want to get my down draft–the first, exceptionally rough version of your story that you write for the exclusive purpose of getting your ideas down on paper–finished so I can go back and start editing.
But you guys. NaNoWriMo is only a week old, and I am struggling. I had my idea ahead of time, I started writing ahead of time, the only writing rule I’ve established for myself in this whole business is that I must write something each day, not necessarily 1,667 words per day (which has meant that on more than one occasion, I wrote one sentence and called it a day), I am cheating on the official rules up and down, but man. Even though I think I have a good general idea, writing this story is like pulling teeth. The cool thing about writing is that every now and again, a story will write itself. You as the author become the vehicle to tell the story, but you aren’t creating the story–the story creates itself. I have literally had my characters name each other (“Oh, okay, yeah, your girlfriend can be called Lacey. I’ve literally heard that name once in my life and never would’ve picked it, but whatever you say, brokenhearted boyfriend.”) and get themselves into all sorts of trouble I never intended them to get into (“AUUUGHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? You were NEVER supposed to cheat on your boyfriend! Stop it! Stop it right now!”).
This story that I’m working on right now, however, is not one of those stories. Not in the slightest. No matter how much I plead to my characters to tell me what they want, they refuse to give me any indication of where they expect me to take them. What’s your driving force, main character? I don’t know, Bethany. You’re the one writing this story. Isn’t that your job to come up with these things? NO. No it is not. Now start telling me what your main motivation is and what you want out of this craptastic situation I’ve put you in so I can figure out how to help you!
I’m very aware of the fact that if you’re not a writer and are reading this right now, you probably think I’ve completely lost it. But I promise: talk to any other writer and they’ll nod their heads in agreement with everything I’m saying here.
Anyway, the point of this huge long Thursday Thing is that I am riding shotgun on the writing struggle bus, and it’s super frustrating.
3. Wedding #5 of the year is coming up for me this weekend. Thus, I shall leave you with the most recent #myfriendsaremarried that have particularly struck a chord with me.
And one from Pinterest, as I learned last week that my first within-one-year-of-my-age friend to get married has officially won the procreation race and is pregnant, which means that it’s just a matter of time before they’re all pregnant.
And Heaven knows I don’t have the bank account to attend both baby AND wedding showers.
Who’s been to more weddings than I this year? I’m going to go out on a limb here and guess that answer to that is “no one.”
What’s your “thing”? Writing, obviously. Although figuring out information might be my other “thing.” Of course, the fact that most people are Internet-stupid probably makes this less of a talent and more of a cautionary tale in why you should think twice before posting just about anything. See this for more: