I almost couldn’t have chosen a busier week if I tried. Seems like I’ve been writing into the night a lot.
Day One: Sentimental story about a boy and his chook. Inspired by a complilation of my boys’ quotes that I found in the week prior to NaPiBoWriWee. (What a boon that was.) The story is finished – but by no means right! (This after I pondered for 6hrs over one point before I could move on.) I think with this one, reality was getting in the way of creativity.
Day Two: Ha! We were busily away this entire day, so I didn’t even start to write until 10:30pm – when I was exhausted! At that hour I resorted to silliness in rhyme – but, ummm… I like it.
Day Three: Another unrhymed sentimental story about love, inspired by my boys’ quotes. Again – finished but soooo much work still to go on it. Hope I get this right, because it’s very close to my heart.
Day Four: Totally out of the box, this one was inspired by a twitter tweet about a snake in my shed. Well – two snakes actually. It’s another fun rhyming story and thankfully, quick to write, since I didn’t begin this until 5:30 tonight. (About when tea prep was cranking up.)
I have learnt a couple of things during these four days of #NaPiBoWriWee.
1. I am a finicky writer. I like to tweak and twist and perfect my first draft. I don’t just pour ideas onto the page and move on – I like them formed before they’re committed and I write, rewrite and write it again (and again) before I attack the next bit. I think that’s why I’ve struggled with Day One and Three – because I wasn’t ready to move on in the story (let alone finish it!) – but the clock was running down!
2. I am confident in the rhyming genre because it moves a story along (often into places I haven’t anticipated) and there is a point where you know you’ve got it right. (And all other points where you know you haven’t – so you have to keep at it!)
I don’t carry that confidence of knowing into my unrhymed PBs and I’m wondering how I’ll know when those unrhymed stories are ‘right’…
I guess I don’t have to worry about that for another four days – at which point I strongly suspect I’ll crash in a heap for a week!