Keeping a journal has never been one of my strongest pursuits. I find it boring talking about myself for an extended period. This year, I wrote blog entries telling the tales about the things I’ve encountered along my writing road. On this writer’s journey, I’ve run into bumps, got stuck in ditches, and sometimes the scenery becomes tedious. The repetition of editing can become monotonous. Computer glitches can become obstacles along the path as tiresome as construction zones. It can leave a person stuck in technical traffic for hours. The best solution to such problems is sometimes to drive a different route. Please fasten your seat belts and prepare for this new stage on my writing journey. Therefore, I titled this post Entry 294: No Solution on the Horizon.
Remember, editing is an important part of the writing process. Editing is where the artistry takes place. It’s where a writer thinks with their head to catch mistakes. Editing is the sweet spot where the delete button comes in handy. It’s where the creator decides which words belong to the reader and which ones remain with them.
My morning pages and Entry 294: No Solution on the Horizon
I selected another one of the stories that I had decided to ditch from the NaNoWriMo project I wrote several years ago. It is one that I believe I can develop into something for the Tecumseh Street Stories collection. Yeats is still the poet I’m using to write my Golden Shovel Poems. I wrote four this morning using his poem The Circus Animal Desertion. It would be nice to avoid worrying about writing poetry in November. That month is always so hectic for me. It’s not easy to write 50,000 words in 30 days.
What I am currently reading and Entry 294: No Solution on the Horizon
I plan to start reading Leila Meacham’s Dragonfly tomorrow. I always find it helpful to take a few days between ending a book and starting a new one. The time-lapse gives me a chance to digest the story. I roll the characters and plot around in my mind until I am ready to move on to move on.
The Music I selected today and Entry 294: No Solution on the Horizon
I listened to 25 Tchaikovsky Favorites this morning. He is one of my favorite classical musicians. I find his music calming.
The stuff going on in my life at the moment and Entry 294: No Solution on the Horizon.
(This is the part that might get boring. You can skip it if you want.)
Today was a little bit of the same old same old for Rooster and me. Life goes on. We attempted to solve our internet problem, but no solution is on the horizon.
Who is Molly Shea?
Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh. To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.
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I started participating in NaNoWriMo in 2014 because of a dare. Someone was planning to try the 50,000 words in a month challenge and dared me to participate. I didn’t think the word count was achievable, but I also thought I had nothing to lose if I tried. I barely made it over the finish…
Okay, Word Daddy is missing in action. He must be on another one of his cross-country road trips. I hope his motorcycle breaks down and leaves him stranded in Tucumcari. Sorry, I shouldn’t talk smack about my unreliable muse. I decided to hang out with the Golden Shovel Poems for a while longer. What can…
Keeping a journal has never been one of my strongest pursuits. I find it boring talking about myself for an extended period. This year, I wrote blog entries telling the tales about the things I’ve encountered along my writing road. On this writer’s journey, I’ve run into bumps and got stuck in ditches, and sometimes,…