Sunday, 16 January 2011

Write: Jan 16th - In This Life (again)

I know, this post is getting repetitive, but what can I say? I'm back in my In This Life rhythm and I might possibly be able to keep hold of that.

I am a little worried the next couple of months will make reading and writing difficult, but I will make it happen, somehow!

Read: Jan 16th - Anna Karenina

I spent another day in bed, which lead to me being very lazy and only managing to read a short amount in the last hour. I did choose another book though, in order to mix it up.

There's not a lot I have to say, except a book full of names like Stepanakert Arkadyevitch make it very hard to read fast as I constantly have to remind myself how to say the name. That's one of the reasons I've never been too fond of reading classics.

Saturday, 15 January 2011

Write: Jan 15th - In This Life

Yes, again. My reading and writing has sort of become a little predictable but it won't always be the same. Books, when I have little free time, take longer to read after all.

I am hoping to complete this chapter tonight before I go to bed, again it'll be technically tomorrow before it's complete, but I have done a reasonable amount tonight.

Read: Jan 15th - The Postmistress (5)

Yet again I've been reading the same book.

I very nearly didn't get my reading in today and in theory I've still not read a suitable amount, but I have read some.

I woke up feeling quite under the weather so is it any surprise that I didn't feel much like reading?! I spent most of the day in bed watching Tru Calling and Primeval. I managed to make some biscuits and chicken for tea though.

I will probably do some more reading before bed, even though it'll technically be tomorrow I will class it as the rest of my today's reading, since I haven't gone to bed yet and all.

Friday, 14 January 2011

Write: Jan 14th - In This Life

I felt shattered, to the point of almost falling asleep at 7.45 pm, so I was beginning to doubt I'd get anything written.

So I opted for a random piece, weirdly enough what I wrote then came to be quite fitting for a chapter of my Skins fic 'In This Life'. It'll probably be revised and I've technically only written a couple of hundred words, but I've written! That's the main thing, especially considering the struggle I had getting that down.

Tomorrow I should have a day of freedom in which I can write!

Read: Jan 14th - The Postmistress (4)

I've always wanted to have the ability to write something with such grace, such imagery that captures hearts and minds in mere seconds.

The Postmistress captures that, it captures what I myself would love to create and it does it all with the character of Frankie Bard. She doesn't write things down but speaks them across the airwaves to America, to her home.

An example of what I'm talking about, Frankie spent an hour or so with some men who shoot blindly into the dark sky above London during the Blitz, they're at risk, they could die, they could be caught and yet there they are, as they are every night, attempting to bring down the bombers.

"It's mad, Ed. These boys firing round after round into the sky---you can't see anything, and after a while the noise and the guns and the slam bam, boom, over and over---well, you start to ride it, like skiing, down down down into the white, mindless, given up to it."

There's something quite poetic about the language she uses and the structure of her sentences that really amazes me. That is the kind of writer I want to be and well, it's always nice to read that too!

On the other side of the coin, and the Atlantic, and my opinions - one of the American characters suggested that the British couldn't handle the Second World War all by themselves. Maybe they needed help, but it was the suggestion that the USA were the only people who could possible save the war for them made me want to throw the book down. Excuse me United States of America, but you can't expect me to be okay with the suggestion that "little old Britain" can't handle a war.

Thankfully the book has been hooked and the character of Frankie is so intriguing, or I would be entirely put off right now.

Thursday, 13 January 2011

Write: Jan 13th

I started something new, again. Only this time it wasn't a new Naomily story, or even Skins. It's going to be a piece of original fiction. I'm hoping it'll be of novel length when it's completed.

A couple of days ago I said that if I have no job after March (which I'm expecting not to due to funding issues) then I will write a novel. Somehow today an idea came to me. So far it's a basic premise for the story, the character set up, families, that sort of thing. I need to work out a complete character profile for my main characters and some of the significant lesser characters. Then I can flesh out the story idea.

I'll keep you updated.

Tonight I wrote from the quote "life's a show and we all play a part" from Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the musical episode), it worked relatively well with my main character who will be a confident, bitchy girl on the surface.

I hope this story will progress nicely.