NaNo Notes:
So much about writing comes from emotion and what we are feeling in the moment. In the editing stages, I suppose there is a great deal more of thought, but when you're spitting out 50 words a minute, it's hard to manage to maintain a sense of impressive quality. We're going for quantity in NaNoWriMo... proof that we can succeed at novel writing.
That is why it is so important to have a good sense of emotion about you when you're writing. Doing something you normally wouldn't do or finding a different adventure can really help your writing experience. For chapter 3, I went on a hike. I found a glorious little spot at a local state park and made myself at home next to a roaring creek. I felt so relaxed and happy, I let all of my energy flow directly into my writing.
Find you happy space or do something different and exciting. Use that energy and gusto to write an amazing story.
Happy writing!
PS. Visit www.nanowrimo.org for more information about Camp Nanowrimo and other noveling adventures.
So much about writing comes from emotion and what we are feeling in the moment. In the editing stages, I suppose there is a great deal more of thought, but when you're spitting out 50 words a minute, it's hard to manage to maintain a sense of impressive quality. We're going for quantity in NaNoWriMo... proof that we can succeed at novel writing.That is why it is so important to have a good sense of emotion about you when you're writing. Doing something you normally wouldn't do or finding a different adventure can really help your writing experience. For chapter 3, I went on a hike. I found a glorious little spot at a local state park and made myself at home next to a roaring creek. I felt so relaxed and happy, I let all of my energy flow directly into my writing.
Find you happy space or do something different and exciting. Use that energy and gusto to write an amazing story.
Happy writing!
PS. Visit www.nanowrimo.org for more information about Camp Nanowrimo and other noveling adventures.
Chapter 3: Joe: Uncanny disbelief
I'm a male nurse, recently graduated from the University and the only job I could manage is a personal care assistant position with a local home care facility. The hours are terrible and most of my clients are as grumpy as can be. It's hard to do your job when you're arguing with a 190 pound human being that holds the mental capacity of a 2 year old. Sometimes I wish I could pick them up like children and put them in time out.
Elisa has always been a little different. She's difficult, that's for sure, but she never seems to be offended by me personally. The things she says at first glance sound straight out of a law firm program. It's not until you look at the context and the words she's actually putting together that you realize her rants are really paranoia and insanity. I hope I never end up with dementia.
Today was really surprising though. That young pip squeak shows up and all of a sudden there's this other woman sitting in the living room. Elisa came to life as she expressed adventures overseas and around the country. She's so very smart. Of the places she's mentioned, I've can only remember being at Assateague National Park. The horses are beautiful and all but the way she speaks is so captivating.
"In my youth," she'd begin, "I traveled to the Atlantic on a hike. My band set out on a month long escapade that included visits to every major park on the Northern Atlantic Coast. We were so wild then. I believe it was Teddy Roosevelt who began the project to protect and preserve America's great landscape and he's done a fine job of it, assuming the current regime hasn't managed to destroy the life and liberty of this land."
She sounded so eloquent and intelligent. As if her mind had come back to her with the simplicity of this child's esa of amazement. I wondered how I could ever have missed such a beautiful wonder.
"It was so long ago now," she continued ominously. "It is the small spaces in time that we can find that move us. The beauty and simplicity of our present world that can amaze and inspire us. I'd never dreamed of any of those places before I'd seen them. Alone in time, everything seems to be full of life: the water rushing before you, the leaves shivering in a fine breeze, the dew dripping in a fine haze, a bird whistling in the daytime. Life can be heaven if you see it."
I kept thinking of my life and everything I'd done. For being 24, nothing outrageous was standing out in my world. Don't get me wrong, I have a loving family and a few good friends, but when you're sitting at a crossroads with 30 options, it's hard to make the right sort of decision and have confidence in it.
Elisa and this Aaron seemed to have a full life story while mine was simply dull. I wanted adventure and a full life with people that were interesting and cared about me. Is that too much to ask? I'd wonder.
As I spent the night in my own home watching American Pickers at long last, I wondered what else Elisa had to say. I also wondered if she'd really suffered from dementia. Those memories were so real. What had caused this poor old woman to live like this?
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