Calling Time-Out on Facebook

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Recently I stopped logging into Facebook. It’s something I’ve been mulling over for awhile now but didn’t feel like I could make that step into actually doing something about it until the end of last week.

I like to see what everyone is up to. I love seeing pics of family and friends. I don’t post many status updates, but when I do, it’s often fun and I like hearing what people have to say.

The problem is that things happen on Facebook that suck my energy. In some ways I guess there is TOO much information. Too many posts there to hook me into thinking about things that are probably don’t need to be worrying about. And I, for one, am totally over having my energy diverted into such activities.

So, I’m off it for awhile, until I figure out what I want to do with it. I know that other people use it without getting caught up like I do, so the problem lies with the way I am using it, not the website. I’m hoping that this, along with other small changes, will help give me back some more mental space for writing – because SURELY not clicking onto Facebook twenty times a day has got to free up some time. The world will keep going without me knowing what everyone else is up to from one minute to the next.

At least, I think so… ;-)

School holidays are too LOOOOONG

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I love my kids. I really do. But the summer holidays are far too long. They are ridiculous. The weather has been rubbish for more than half of it, the kids are bored stupid, and no matter how much I try to be an energetic and entertaining mother, there is only so much we can fit in around the need for naps and meals etc.  And I don’t know about you, but I for one cannot afford the exorbitant cost of taking them to indoor play places, as much as it might entertain them for an hour or two.

We have just one week to go until normal activities resume. I am seriously hanging out for it. I have this beautiful vision of what Monday the 30th of January will be like: we’ll get up and have breakfast, do the mad dash to get everyone organized. Ivy will be dropped off to school with her brand new books and a smile on her face, eager to see her friends and acquaint herself with her class room for the year. After seeing that she has settled in, Lauren, Natalie and I will head to Playcentre and catch up with all of the new friends we made last term.

The morning will pass quickly, and before I know it, it will be noon and we’ll be heading home. My babies will fall asleep pretty much as soon as we get in the door, exhausted from all the stimulation, and I will sit down with a coffee and some lunch and get some writing done – oh my, how the words will flow!

Silence will pervade the house and I’ll have room to actually form a thought without interruption. It’s something I will not take for granted for at least a week. It won’t be until 330pm that the TV is turned on for the first time that day. The kids will have their afternoon tea while Ivy tells us all about her first day back and reminds me of the million things she is sure I’ve forgotten about, but haven’t.

And then, after a bath and dinner and stories, they will all go to bed, and sleep because their little bodies and minds have been so fully occupied throughout the day.

And I’ll sit on the couch, with a glass of wine and my husband and relax properly for the first time in six weeks.

One. More. Week.

I can make it. I know I can! I’m hanging on to my dream for dear life and hoping beyond hope that maybe I’ll actually start getting some decent sleep again.

Warning – Danger lies ahead!

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I’ve been struggling to get words down on Sun-Touched – telling myself that I didn’t know what happened in this scene, I wasn’t sure what the point was – that is, until yesterday when M pinned me down and made me spell it out.

I’m at the point of no return. At the end of this scene Madea’s normal life (normal, even with all the obstacles and challenges I’ve laid on her so far) will be shattered.  She will be forced to make a decision (bow to her father’s will, or run), that will mean she can never go home, can never return to her job or the world as she knew it.

And it’s a little daunting. I’m kind of scared for her. I’m anxious about what will happen. Excited to be writing it, but anxious for her. I have total faith that she can pull through this mess, but it’s not going to be an easy road. I’m going to make her hurt, a lot, in the process, and the final outcome? Well, I don’t know whether she’s going to be happy in a traditional sense. I can’t say anything for sure because I’m not plotting this baby. I’m right there with her as she tries to navigate her way through it – though I do know more than her, of course.

And as for me? Well, it kind of feels like after I write this scene there is no going back for me either. If I write this scene, when she runs, I’m running too and I can’t stop running until she’s out of the woods and the story is resolved. I have no doubt that I WILL run with her. I want to, so bad. But that hasn’t stopped me vacillating here on the edge where it’s still relatively safe.

It’s time to dive into the middle of this book. Time to pass that point of no return.

Refocusing

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Now that Hubby is back to work, the girls and I seem to be settling into a serene existence. It’s lovely having him home, but they seem to think it means it’s ALWAYS the weekend and that we should ALWAYS have something to do. Now that it’s just us girls, they have relaxed into chilling out mode and I’m finding more time for my writing stuff.

I say stuff, because I am still getting myself organized. I need to get back into my groove with Sun-Touched as well as finish getting the outline of TCM sorted. I started inputting the info into my spreadsheet yesterday and can already see places that can be merged, or that will need reworking to fit my new vision.

After consulting with a friend, I’m torn about which direction to take the story, but excited by all the potential. I’m enjoying going through and getting to the essence of it, and can’t wait to rebuild it into something more powerful and more amazing than it currently is. It’s reminding me just how much I LOVE revision work.

I’m discovering that it’s much easier to fiddle with something that is already written, editing is a great way to avoid putting new words down on the page. This is not helping with Sun-Touched, as right now I’ll pick the easier option every time. I can’t keep doing that. This novel needs to be written, and I need to immerse myself in it once again.

The thing I really love about Sun-Touched is that there are so many threads in the story. I don’t think I’ve ever written something with so many layers before. I really like Madea, and can’t wait to see how she responds to the things that are coming up in the novel. I’ve put her in the worst situation I could think of, and she is totally confused, but I have faith that she’ll work her way through the lies and half truths, to find what is at the heart of her world.

And Garrett… ah I can’t wait to write more of him. He’s a bit of an enigma, and a fanatic, and while he thinks he’s in control now… He might find that things change when Madea clicks to what’s going on. Maybe this was all I needed, to bask in the glow of the story I’m creating, to reconnect with the things I love about it.

Time to get some words on the page…

My writing soundtrack

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I listen to the same nine songs when I write. Every. Single. Time. It’s become so much of a habit that by the time I get to the end of the first track (58 seconds) I’ve slipped into my story and I’m away.

I only need twenty minutes to reach the 1000 word mark. This EP has just over that and is perfect for pacing myself with. I know when the last track comes on that I have just under three minutes to wrap up my writing session, and it gets me there with a grin on my face.

The funny thing is that this is not the music anyone would typically associate with me. It’s nothing like the other things I listen to, but I LOVE it. I sing along, head bopping, lyrics effortlessly leaving my lips. Rest of the world tuned out. Eyes on the screen.

Of course, I may have to hit pause now and then (when does a mother ever get 20 mins to herself? lol), but having this musical cue is proving to be a real blessing. Let’s hope I never get sick of Kidz in Space. I get the feeling that as long as the words are flowing, they are going to be my ‘most played’ artists.

If you’re curious, below is track two from the Kidz in Space EP: The Off Cuts Mixtape. It’s a mash up with a song that shares the name (In Your Blood), by another kiwi band called Computers Want Me Dead.

What do you write to??

Liebster Blog Award

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The lovely Jennifer Neri named me as an award winner just the other day (Thanks, Jennifer!). She is a fellow writer-mum, and our youngest are only a few months apart, so I had the pleasure of following a similar path to her in 2010 when we had our babies – it was great to know someone else going through the same things at roughly the same times.

Anyway, here are the rules:

Upon receiving your Liebster award, you should:

1. Thank your Liebster Blog Award presenter on your blog.
2. Link back to the blogger who presented the award to you.
3. Copy and paste the blog award on your blog.
4. Present the Liebster Blog Award to 5 blogs of 200 followers or less who you feel deserve to be noticed. (some say just 3 or more blogs of less than 200 followers each)
5. Let them know they have been chosen, by leaving a comment at their blog.

So, without further ado – I’m going to introduce the members of my official writers group! These folks are some of my staples in the writing world, in alphabetical order:

1) Anna Caro is someone who I have been staff with at a couple of writers orgs now, she’s a writer, a student, has a job and is passionate about many things – I really admire her drive, and her conviction to stand up for her beliefs. She is dedicated and hard working, in everything she does. This year she is focusing on finishing a novel.

2) Kerryn Angell is the founder of kiwiwriters.org and I’ve known her for five years now. She has been working steadily at her writing, and launched her new look blog last year. She is working on revising the novel she wrote last year, and vanquishing her editing demons.

3) Leigh K Hunt is possibly the newest edition to my writers crew, but trying to remember my writers life before she showed up is pretty difficult as we trade emails on a daily basis. This year she is joining in our big challenge, as well as having her first baby in the near future! Yay!

4) Merrilee Faber is an awesome writer, and at the core of my writing crew. She’s been one of the best writing buddies I could ever ask for, and is the instigator of Project 2012: From first draft to submission. You should totally check out her blog because there is a lot of fabulous info on there.

5) Tama Wise is the only male in my official writers group, but he does just fine. He has been the creator of many whacky writing games, which I am always drawn into, and I’ve really enjoyed writing alongside him for the last few years. He has his first novel coming out in March this year, and I may be more excited about it than he is ;-) He is the first of our official group to get a novel published, but I don’t think he’ll be the last!

There are many other awesome writers out there who are part of my circle, all of them unique and wonderful in their own way. So even though I’m limited to five, I want to give a shout out to everyone else – love you all!

I totally need a new title…

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I’ve barely mentioned the novel I’ll be revising this year, because I’ve been in deep thought about it. Without having read the thing yet, I know that there is a major issue with it and I wasn’t sure how to tackle that.

You see, it’s one of those pesky ‘partly set on earth, and then partly set on new planet’ novels. I chatted about it with M via email this morning and when she said those inevitable words ‘Do you even need the part on Earth?’, I had to stop and seriously think about it.

The novel was originally called The Consign Mate. The idea was one I had back when I was a teenager. It was about a girl who basically flunked out and so was set to be shipped off Earth to help colonize planets for the worthy. Part of the programme is that they are assigned a ‘mate’ who is genetically determined to be the match best suited to producing healthy, intelligent children. Her mate is someone she has a lot of negative history with. This is all pretty standard stuff, really, I mean, I was only 15 or so when I started writing this!

Anyway, the story morphs into something else entirely once they get to this new world, and that is where the interesting stuff happens. I think I would have come to the point where I asked myself whether Earth was really important at some point, but this conversation has spurred me on to it earlier. There will need to be some drastic reworking, but I think it will make for a much better story – one that I’m more excited about. There is something to be said for cutting massive amounts of story.

But I totally need a new title, because it has nothing to do with mates now. In fact, I could change a huge chunk of the backstory (and already have, in my head /rubs hands together in glee). It leaves room for some more freaky stuff, yup, I can see it now…

OH, this is going to be fun.

Of course, I should probably read the thing in it’s entirety before I get too carried away, and that task is on the cards for next week. I have a couple of things I would really like to finish up first, and then I plan to get stuck into a read through, during which I’ll also make scene/chapter notes.

It’s going to be such a good year, folks. SUCH a good year.

How is your 2012 shaping up so far? Making progress?

2012, you’re finally here!

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Well, we are back from a week away visiting family, and it’s never been so good to be home. Gosh, I appreciate our space more than ever right now, and am looking forward to several months of just being here.

So nice <basks in the glow of being home>.

Anyways, I was lying in bed on New Years Eve, thinking about how I wasn’t staying up until midnight and wondering what this said about me. I finally decided that it meant I’m old enough to know that change doesn’t happen over night. The clock striking midnight doesn’t mean that magical things happen (though, wouldn’t that be nice), and that perhaps this wisdom will help me achieve all the things I want from 2012. Rather than starting the new year with a bang, I’m getting on with things slow and steady.

Or maybe I’m just getting old ;-) In any event, I can’t afford to burn through all the zeal I have stockpiled, I need to be the tortoise this year to get where I want to be.

2012 is all about:

of new and old, of the dynamics of my life, of everything that I am interested in and passionate about. It’s well and truly time to take things up a notch, and get down to business.

I’ll be completing Lifeline training, starting post-graduate study, finishing the first draft of Sun-Touched, editing TCM to submission standard and still being a kick-ass mother and wife – not to mention a million other little things. I’m feeling so good about the year ahead, and I know that if I pace myself, if I take it one step at a time, I will get to where I want to be.

I hope the year ahead is everything you could hope for, and I’m looking forward to sharing the highs and lows with you. I’ve been reading all the goals posts so far and love what I’m seeing. There is such a good vibe for 2012!

Onwards and upwards!

Wrapping up the year

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Well, it’s Christmas tomorrow, and then before we know it 2012 will be upon us. There are a bunch of things I would like to get done before then, but I just don’t think they are going to happen – too much fun to be had with the family to be stuck inside getting through my pile of work.

That said, I made my 20,000 word goal, and am feeling terribly excited about the novel. I will find ways to eke out a few words here and there so that I don’t lose this newly reformed daily writing habit, but I don’t imagine I’ll be getting time for more than a few hundred words a day.

I’d like to note that this is the most I have written on a new project in just over two years. It feels amazing to be powering ahead with a novel after so many months spent working in the short form. While I’ll always have a fondness for shorts, and I think that the learning I had from them has really improved my writing in general, I am finding a novel a very exciting thing to be working on.

It’s been a pretty good year all around. School went well for Ivy, I started going to Playcentre with Lauren and Natalie who are loving the stimulation. We’re all making new friends, which is fabulous. I’ve reclaimed some time for myself, both in regards to my writing and also by doing some study towards becoming a counselor. The rekindling of old dreams has been a real bonus this year, and not something I had foreseen. It’s a welcome change, and I feel really good about the way it’s subtly shifted things in our family.

I’ve learned that my husband is more than I had ever hoped for. Which isn’t to say that I had low expectations, but rather that I tend to think I should just handle everything in the world on my own and don’t ask for help as often as I could. This year he was straight with me about a few difficult things, in a tactful and kind way, and he has also been a huge enabler of me creating change in my life. I wonder if perhaps we’ve been together long enough now that he’s comfortable challenging my boundaries.

When I tried to back pedal out of doing the course this year, he was very firm about the fact that I WAS going to attend. None of my excuses made a dent in his wall of faith in me. Now, when I start to make noises about getting writing done, he often takes himself off, knowing how easily distracted I am. It is his quiet support that I appreciate. His faith in me (no matter how many extra things I decide to take on) that I can do whatever it is I’ve set out to do. That I will make the time for my passions, my work, and still be the best parent I know how, and the best wife. I don’t see how life could ever be bad with a man like this at my side. I had no expectations of who we would grow into as a couple, but wow, I am thrilled with the way our marriage is developing.

Our girls are growing too. Ivy is maturing in ways that I couldn’t have predicted, I’m so proud of her, and really delighted with the potential I see. I’m worrying less about the teen years now, because I think by then she’ll have worked through the kinks that other kids are usually just starting to address. She’s so vibrant and vivacious, she draws people to her everywhere she goes. She has such a lust for life, and I hope that’s something she gets to keep forever.

Lauren is a delight, as always. She’s blows me away with the way she looks at the world. The way she gives compliments for the sake of it. I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone in my life who so frequently tells me that I’m beautiful, or that they think I have pretty eyes/hair/clothes/whatever else, that they love me and think I’m wonderful. That level of love and kindness used to be so hard for me to accept, but hearing it from her has made it easier to accept compliments in general.

And Natalie… Well. The baby of the family, that hasn’t been a baby for almost as long as I can remember. Can you believe she is one and a half already?? She never ceases to make me smile. She is just so cheeky, so adorable that it’s hard to be grumpy, even when she’s peeing on the floor or trashing whatever she has come across in her explorations of the house. She is a thrill seeker, and an adventurer, through and through – definitely one that I need to keep an eye on ;-)

So we’re ending the year like this. Happy, content, excited, growing, maturing, exploring and enjoying the bounty that we have. Because we are blessed.

You probably won’t hear from me until 2012, but I want to say Merry Christmas, and have an awesome New Years Eve. Celebrate everything that happened this year and welcome in the new one with gusto, because it’s going to be amazing. I hope I’ll see you back here in January. Stay safe, and enjoy!

School holidays are here!

It wasn’t until today that the reality really set in. I had my youngest down for a nap, and the other two were running around the lounge, screaming (happily) at each other. I was thinking to myself “I should be writing. This is the time, right now, where I should be getting some words on the page.” Of course, with all the noise that simply wasn’t going to happen.

A friend mentioned to me that she was being banished to the bedroom to write for the next month or so and it got me thinking – where else in the house could I move to? After just a smidgen of speculation and a few measurements, I began shifting my desk, and then my bookshelf, to form a little study/writing area in the dining room.

I’m right next to the lounge, so I’m still very close by, and it means that maybe I can get a few words out when the little one is asleep and the elder two are busy playing their involved games. Also, the dining table is right next to me, so when I do need to spread out with books and articles etc for research next year, there will be plenty of room for that. The perfect solution! It’s really nice to have my bookshelf back as well. I need the extra storage space, and now I don’t have to go through two other rooms to get to it.

Excellent.

I have a feeling this means I will definitely hit my goal of 20K by Christmas. I’m sitting at 14.5K right now and LOVING my novel.

Oh, and in other news – the winner of that cute little notepad was Karen! Congrats, hon! I’ll grab your address and get it in the post early next week, hopefully it will arrive in time for Christmas :-)

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