dropped off the face of the earth… again

Well, this is bound to happen, if you write things with space ships in it, doesn’t it? Truth to be told though, life took over again, and there wasn’t enough time for the blog. So, what happened? The activity tracker happened, and aforementioned frustration with my writing. Oh, and I deleted close 10.000 words from the Apples. On purpose. Soooo…

What’s up for April?
– Surviving the Meeting of Doom, scheduled for the 24th – 25th
– Finish a cute little short story I started
– Finish plotting the Apples

Sometimes the most important thing is to be gentle to yourself. Although I’m itching to get the Apples back to 65.000 words, I know that April is not the month to do it. It’s probably not even the right month to try an write the short story, but I can’t allow myself to stop writing, otherwise May will be really hard. Like all the other muscles in my body, the writing muscle needs it’s daily workout.

Speaking of workout, this is the other reason I wasn’t around that much. The activity tracker showed me how much I’m actually sitting every day, and oh my lord, this was not a fun thing to see. So I ditched the writing after work in favour of doing something for my body. To the effect that this couch potato here has to admit that moving and working out is actually fun. (1) But a day only has so many hours, and I’m still struggling with doing everything I want to do without burning out. I realised, if I wanted to fit writing back in, I had to get up earlier. So I did, last week, and scibbled fluff into my notebook. (2) This week I plan to rework Chapter 1 into something more realistic or fill other plot holes. Right now the plot is more or less swiss cheese… *sigh*

How are you and your projects going? Any successes? Any losses? Are you stuck too? Let’s get unstuck together!

(1) Yeah, I don’t recognise myself either…
(2) Quite helpful fluff – sometimes it pays to just let your characters talk to each other, going in circles, revealing things, without the intention that it has to advance any sort of plot.

writing frustrations

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This is the chapter word count of the Apples of Eden, and the source of great frustration on my part. (1) Because everything that is green and well over the 5000 word mark is essentially fluff. And with that I mean that the happenings there push the relationship between my characters forward, but not the story. I argue with myself that the romance plot in a romantic story is equally important as the rest, but I can’t deny that I spent way, way, waaaaaay too much time tinkering and adjusting and rewriting those few scenes over and over again, instead of advancing the rest of the book. NOT helping.

So. Right now I’m very unhappy with myself and my discipline. So unhappy that I want to dump the whole thing and start afresh. I started with the parking lot of redundant scenes, to see what my netto word count actually is – I deleted almost 10.000 words… *sigh* But now I know where I truly stand. (2) As slashing and burning and stomping around like Godzilla isn’t helping any more than adding more fluff, I’m assigning myself back to the drawing board. Work out those other chapters. Develop the rest of the cast into fully fleshed out characters with their own story. Build a solid foundation. Only write fluff into the notebook. Train the writing muscle with writing that adorable short story about two scientists sitting on a deserted rock on an alien planet. I’m essentially forbidding myself to even look at the Apples file. Let’s see how this is going to work out, but sometimes you need distance from your work to see the bigger picture. Onwards and upwards… *hides the hedge cutters and the gasoline*

(1) I’m using Storyist to write, which is a wonderful piece of software, available for Mac OSX and iOS. The view you see here is the outline view, with colours assigned by me.

(2) At the edge of reason, ready to dive into the abyss of insanity, that’s where I stand… hahahahaha!

(Self-)Organization for Creative People: A Month with a Bullet Journal


I tried bullet journaling over the course of February, because I wanted to know if it would work for me and my all over the place brain. I’m happy to report back: It does. It actually works so well, that I nearly ditched my other self-made planner.

After seeing all the pretty pictures on Pinterest, I was tempted to make it pretty, of course, but those attempts naturally fell to the wayside as “real life” took over. I also used one of my many pharma merchandise notebooks to not be tempted to make it too beautiful, but to play around and try different things and formats. Tricking my inner perfectionist into not getting into the way – that worked by the way. I absolutely love the possibility to adapt as you go, because I can add things I need from day to day, and drop others. The index thing is also a glorious idea. The biggest benefit is of course not feeling like a headless chicken anymore. The other is, that I began taking little notes how the day was, what I did and how I was feeling – like a bullet pointed diary. I used to write a real, proper diary (not a blog) when I was a teenager, and filled pages and pages with overly emotional dribble… I still have them, and they’re hilarious to read. And I always felt sad that this habit dropped out of my life, but of course – life isn’t as confusing, unbearable and dramatic as it feels like for a 15 years old. And digital just doesn’t cut it. It’s nice to be able to flip through pages and see – ah yeah, I did this and this then. So I’m happy that I found a way to incorporate that into my life again.

For March I got myself a “pretty” notebook, as I decided to stick with this method and I want to see where I can take it. I also learned a very important thing about myself: If I don’t put a checkbox in front of it and monitor its progress, it’s not going to happen. That goes for basic things like drinking enough and eating proper meals (oh yes!) as well as bigger projects, like writing or home improvement tasks. It’s bonkers, but apparently that’s how I tick. *sigh*

i’m the worst kind of author

Or maybe I should just not announce and schedule things, because I’m a fiddly person. Thing is, I tried really hard to write “Ambushed”, but it just doesn’t work. This story is like a wet bar of soap that fell down in the shower, very slippery and very hard to grasp. I also came to the conclusion, that I might even do the Apples harm if I give too much away. Buuuuut – I still want to write a short story and publish it in March, even with the Meeting of Doom preparations being in full swing by then. Writing in the morning is way easier though if you don’t have to deal with gut-churning violence, so I’m confident it will happen.

on flexibility

A few weeks ago a colleague published a link to a study that suggested that spending the most of your time not moving kills you faster – and it only made a small difference if you were doing sports. Since then I looked deeper into the matter, and lo’ and behold, working at a desk is actually a surefire way to mess your body up. Staring down at smartphones isn’t helping either. The more research I did, the more I found that being static or repetitive is the problem, not so much the sitting. People who stand all day aren’t healthier, they just fight with other injuries.

Humans are creatures of habit, and we tend to do things in our preferred way. Change scares us first and few embrace it whole-heartedly. We like our routines. We like stuff being predictable.

I’m sure you ask what the one thing has to do with the other. My little brainwheels kept on churning, and right now I’m pondering if being static in your body and your mind is not your greatest enemy. I decided to rely less on routine, shake things up a bit, and especially get my body moving and my brain right with it.

I got off my beloved couch and started to do some yoga – especially this practice here, which is awesome for the neck and shoulders – because I believe in prevention and not treating symptoms when it’s too late. And I know my body doesn’t like sitting all day, my shoulder hurt, my neck hurt, I narrowly escaped getting a mouse finger (1) and I just realised: If I don’t start moving NOW, I’ll end up like so many of my colleagues, who suffer from chronic pain. As I can’t escape the sitting for 8 hours a day, I busted out my trusty wobbly cushion to keep my core muscles engaged, and I’m at a point when I notice that I’m hunching over and straighten back up. I still have to find a way to walk around more during the day. Because I love gadgets, I ordered one of those nifty little activity trackers, in the hope of being even more motivated. Let’s see how this goes…

(1) Since then I switch my mouse hand every so often, and it sure keeps your synapses working, I tell you.

(Self-)Organization for creative people – Sticking with long-term projects


Last week I spoke about the basics of self-organization, namely: Getting a planner and chosing a system that works for you. Today I want to address another topic that people who suffer from “Distracted by the Shiny”-Syndrome struggle with: Long-term projects.

I’m not going to lie, breaking down a complex thing into manageable tasks, and then sticking with it, is absolutely not my forte. Not when there are a gazillion other things vying for my attention that look like so much more fun! I also like instant gratification, that’s also something that long-term projects are frustratingly scarce with. So. How to do it?

Make a plan!

Ha, that’s what planners are there for, aren’t they? Take your nifty little brain dump thingy and pencil in when you want to do what. Maybe you need deadlines to get you going, maybe you’re on a tight schedule because of other commitments… do what works, and if it doesn’t – try something else. I learned that at any given time, I won’t be able to do more than one big thing of every main block (Book, House, Life) during the week. So if I want to write a 1000 words a week, I probably won’t work on anything else in the Book-Section that requires a lot of brain activity. I still scribble down three things every week.

Tiny steps!

Problem with being a creative perfectionist: You want to do it right, and that means in one go. Long-term projects have it in the name that they aren’t done in one go. It took me a very long time to learn that tiny steps lead to the finish line too. Sometimes as little as 10 minutes per day. But it works, and it doesn’t exhaust you and you can feel accomplished because you worked on the project.

Be flexible

No matter how intently you plan, life likes to throw you a curveball. Maybe your dayjob sucked and you have no energy left. You got sick. The dog puked on the carpet. That is okay. Things like this happen. Take your planner and see where you can re-schedule things. Just don’t get frustrated because things didn’t work out the way you planned them. Sometimes you just need a creative break.

Celebrate the milestones

Every 10.000 words or so I do a little celebratory dance. Squee on Twitter. Get myself a drink. Because I’m 10.000 words closer to the finish line. You should too. Admire your progress. You’ve come so far, that’s amazing! Be proud of yourself.

And with that I go back to my own long-term project. Happy trucking along!