Lazy Sunday

I have given my weekend up completely to writing. The weather has responded by being irritatingly lovely. Hopefully it will stay nice for my scheduled break tomorrow: clothes shopping for Egypt. Yesterday was very productive. Reached my word target easily, added in some new scenes and polished up a couple of others. Today after reading a section in my Writing A Novel for Dummies Book I decided to change the first page of the book. By doing so I drastically changed not only the story but the tone of the whole book. That kind of threw me off and I’ve not been able to get past the 500 word mark since. A neighbours crying baby gave me a sleepless night and it’s distractingly loud outside. I need a break. I need some fresh ideas and to gain a bit of perspective on the book as a whole.

Last week my sister showed me a story of mine she had kept. It must have been written when I was 9 or 10 years old. I have always loved to write stories and poems. My favourites were about a bird who lived inside my grandmas hair. This one was called The Broken Doll. I liked it! It was full of kindness and parties. It was well structured with a beginning, a middle and an end. It had suspense, tragedy and a happy ending. Clearly my writing skills have gotten worse with age. My handwriting was also much MUCH neater. I have a notebook of things I used to write from about the same period. In it I have letters I wrote to magazines but never sent off. One was about litter. What a loser I was! Thankfully I did not grow up to be the sort of adult who leaves comments on The Sun online.

OK… back to work (or watching Veronica Mars as I have been doing all day).

P.S I would like to update my blog roll. Would anyone be interested in a link swap with me?