Writers and others Involved in Projects,
You know that point when you have that Really Great Idea or RGI and plunge passionately into a project only to find yourself completely stuck a short time later?
Yes, I think you know what I mean.
Well, that’s happened to me. Fifty pages in, and I’m staring at Scrivener like it’s an unreadable map.
So, here’s my list of things to do to get going again:
1–Go back to my outline and see what I need to work on. Add, develop, or otherwise change.
2–Take a walk. Okay, I take lots of walks, but these do help.
3–Talk to my critique group.
4–Read. I have to be careful with this one; I tend to read to avoid getting unstuck.
5–Daydream. I do this every day, non stop. I’m a daydreaming champion!
6–Clean the house. My best ideas happen when I’m doing things I dislike . . .
7–Eat chocolate. This needs no explanation.
8–Talk to my sons. They’re funny, have good ideas, and are brutally honest about my bad ideas.
9–Remind myself how my day job is not my dream job. Always motivating!
10–Set a timer and get it done! One word, one sentence, one paragraph, one page . . .
Time to turn a RGI into a RGFT (Really Great Finished Thing)!
In fact, we’ve been unusually warm and dry in Washington State.
Yes, I miss the rain.
Fortunately, my garden gives me cool whites
and cool blues
I spent last Saturday morning at Lime Kiln State Park on San Juan Island.
It was still early. The crowds hadn’t arrived yet.
Lime Kiln State Park
I searched for whales, but there were none to be found. I saw some harbor porpoises, but they disappeared before I could get a photo.
The lighthouse looked lovely in the morning light.
I spend most of my time behind my computer screen. It’s a pretty safe place to hang out. During our recent ATOI Playfest performances, I found myself in a scary place–
Fools on a raft.
My play, Tenacity, was chosen for this year’s performance (Yeah!), and we had a great cast. But, things sometimes happen with community theater, and one of our actors suddenly had two new plays to direct (as well as doing a million other things . . .). While we searched for a new actor, I filled in during rehearsals, and as we waited for people to make up their minds, we came to the conclusion that I could play the part.
Yeah, why not? I wrote the play and, besides, it was only ten minutes. It wasn’t like I was taking on Shakespeare.
I still panicked. Why? Well, I was working with this amazing director and two very talented actors. How could I hold up? Everyone knows comedy is hard. I needed timing, movement, crazy facial expressions, hyperbole (okay, the last one is pretty easy for me).
And, I had to be on STAGE! Before an AUDIENCE!
In the end, I decided to let go and just dive in. Trust me, I understood Elaine. I wrote her. She’s the one who first showed up when I wrote this play.
I had loads of fun, and I don’t think I embarrassed my children too much.
Oh, and check out the reviews!
I’ve never been compared to Haruki Murakami before!
We interrupt this blog to announce the arrival of my favorite season.
Clematis ready to burst into bloom
And the beautiful pink flowering currant shrubs (which are clearly tree sized).
I found this disclaimer in the introduction of the mystery novel, Gaudy Night by Dorothy L. Sayers:
For, however realistic the background, the novelist’s only native country is Cloud-Cuckooland, where they do but jest, poison in jest: no offense in the world.
I shall now return to my own version of CCL. I think the name of my world is different, but it hasn’t whispered itself to me yet.