Everybody has to deal with issues which pop up in their private life and occasionally problems spill over into our working lives. This is exactly what has been happening to me bat the moment. My total word output for this week is 2,453 !! Not that great is it. I am away from my desk tomorrow and next week is half term, doesn't seem that long since Easter. I am feeling very sorry for myself at the moment and long for a few hours to myself, meaning no interruptions. Fat Chance !!
I know it cannot be that difficult to find a balance as plenty of other people manage to juggle busier lives than me. Tips anybody?
About Me
- Rae Argent
- A fiction writer and mum to three great kids, also lucky enough to be married to the man of my dreams. In spite of that mushy comment I do not write flowery romance - I like a nice helping of real life grit in my work. I have a Diploma in Literature & Creative Writing from The Open University and remain a member of the wonderful Watford Writers, despite moving on several times. I am a big fan of Swanwick Writers Summer School which has taught me a great deal and where I have made many great friends. I have yet to reach the dizzy heights of becoming a published superstar but will continue to send my work out into the world.
Thursday 23 May 2013
Thursday 16 May 2013
Mind Over Matter
Fresh from having the courage to send out a short story to TLFF Australia, I intended to sit down and address any half written stories and sketch out ideas which were demanding my attention. But that's not what happened. I caught sight of a competition requesting a memoir based around or in a garden. And there it was, it formed in my head before I'd even finished reading the rules and reg's. So far I have a 1,000 words. For something I have only just discovered it is coming along very nicely and I'm enjoying being able to create imagery, in my opinion colourful imagery. In the words of the cheeky Della Galton "Don't say green when you can say emerald" - very good advice.
I have a few errands to run this morning but the afternoon is clear - so memoir, here I come.
I have a few errands to run this morning but the afternoon is clear - so memoir, here I come.
Monday 13 May 2013
Button Pressed
I've done it. I have pressed send - at last. Now, I cannot believe I have done it and I still feel a little scared. Time fora cup of tea to calm myself.
Finger Poised
Some of you may remember I was in the process of sending a couple of stories out to a magazine in Australia. Well, as we speak my finger is poised over the send button. What's stopping me? Fear.
But fear of what? I'm no stranger to rejection, so why this feel so different I have no idea. After the school run this morning I sat down at my desk determined to put in a good few hours on my writing. I checked the above mentioned stories (time out over the last few weeks has left me dithering) and discarded one, feeling it needed a little more work. The second one is ready. Spell checked, revised, edited and polished within an inch of it's life. I have the email address and the guidelines all I need to do know is press 'SEND' - please wish me luck!!
Elsewhere in my brain ideas are forming for other short stories and are demanding my attention. Perhaps I will sit down with the good old fashioned pen and paper and just write.
But fear of what? I'm no stranger to rejection, so why this feel so different I have no idea. After the school run this morning I sat down at my desk determined to put in a good few hours on my writing. I checked the above mentioned stories (time out over the last few weeks has left me dithering) and discarded one, feeling it needed a little more work. The second one is ready. Spell checked, revised, edited and polished within an inch of it's life. I have the email address and the guidelines all I need to do know is press 'SEND' - please wish me luck!!
Elsewhere in my brain ideas are forming for other short stories and are demanding my attention. Perhaps I will sit down with the good old fashioned pen and paper and just write.
Sunday 12 May 2013
Where For Art Thou?
It's seems so long since my last blog I hardly know where to start. Obviously I haven't been around for a bit. What with bank holidays, SATS, A Levels and extended family issues, I am all over the place. I cannot remember when I last sat down at my desk and put in a good days work! How I ever hope to attain publication or any form of success by doing zilch, is beyond me. But that's just it isn't it? Life gets in the way of what you really want to do. Now lets not get carried away. My life is a very happy one, if not a bit overfull at present. Things will work themselves out, they always do. Okay, little whine over.
On a more positive note, my absence from writing has niggled and niggled and I am more convinced than ever that it is what I was born to do. Not in a boastful way but I've always wanted to write and always have - although my earlier attempts would have you doubled up with laughter. I keep those hidden away. I should throw them away really but I always feel they could be revived at some stage.
My goal for tomorrow is to sit down at my desk and not get up again until I am happy with my output - wish me luck.
On a more positive note, my absence from writing has niggled and niggled and I am more convinced than ever that it is what I was born to do. Not in a boastful way but I've always wanted to write and always have - although my earlier attempts would have you doubled up with laughter. I keep those hidden away. I should throw them away really but I always feel they could be revived at some stage.
My goal for tomorrow is to sit down at my desk and not get up again until I am happy with my output - wish me luck.
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