Here We Go Again…
I never meant for there to be so long between chapters, however, I kind of got stuck, so much going on in life. Of course work is the biggest drain on my creativity, but as I've mentioned before, it pays the bills, so has to come first.
However, there is a new first, and that is my beautiful niece Phoebe, born two weeks ago today. She's amazing - well amazing probably isn't the most accurate description so far she's learned to sleep, poop, and cry, but who knows what she'll be doing this time next week.
Also, I have a pretty significant problem which interferes with my ability to write for any length of time. I started with carpal tunnel syndrome a few weeks ago, it was, and still is, really bad in my left hand, however now my right hand has all the symptoms too. I know have tubigrip covering both my arms in an effort to find release.
Carpal tunnel snydrome kind of caught me by surprise, I never thought i'd feel pain like this - even know as I type everytime I stretch to hit a key the pain is there, but ther are times when its excrutiating, especially at night. I've known people that suffered, and heard of plenty more - but I always figured it was constant discomfort rather than pain.
It does mean the limited time, and energy I have in my life for writing his decreased considerably, because I can literally only write during times the pain isn't so bad.
I'm not giving in though, in a couple of chapters time, Memoirs of a Space Corsair is really going to take off, and get into the exciting adventures in space, and I fully intend to enjoy it.
Meanwhile, while the muse is with me, and I'm able to write I'm trying to get as much of chapter five done as I can, since its a day off work today, but back tomorrow.
NaNoWriMo 2009 – The Conclusion
So NaNoWriMo 2009 has come and gone, with much heartache, sleepless nights, sore hands, etc, etc...
I have a confession to make - I didn't finish. This year was not mine for the sweet smell of success. I peaked at 25,000 words (a quarter of my original target). To say I'm disappointed in myself would be an understatement - but equally, I'm not ashamed. Indeed, in many ways I'm quite happy, and proud of myself, during the final weekend, I finally learned to accept I can't write all the time. I want to, don't get me wrong, but sometimes there is no way round the fact that without will, inspiration is relegated to frustration.
I really really don't like failing, but I could have pushed in that final weekend, and pushed, but I would never have hit even the modest target of 50,000, and even if I had. Instead I took a break, having accepted defeat, let go of the pressure - I felt wonderful. So immediately following my return home, I started writing again. Nice and smoothly, and without much effort. In fact I've had some late nights, because the writing has being going so well, and I wasn't aware of the time.
I'm not finishing off my NaNoWriMo project for now, I've put it to one side, as my imagination is caught with a sequel to my previous NaNoWriMo attempt (the one I won last year).
Just shows you, sometimes pressure helps, and other times it hinders - I think for me it's the accumalative pressures I found myself under with family life, work, money, and writing, it made for some unsurmountable obstacles. Until I let go, and found away to enjoy myself away from the pressure.