I don't know why, but I need to be in motion whenever I want to really think about something. About half the time I can just pace (for a while) with my ipod and the pictures will start coming together and I'll feel all grand about my story afterward. XD It's really sad. But other times I just can't stand being in the house. I kind of wish we had a treadmill again just so that I could walk as long as I wanted without needing a large distance.
But yesterday I parked my car on a bigger street and walked down to the park, returning to this cute little path I found going around a bunch of foliage and berry bushes. I was thinking that it would be beautiful in Autumn (which is is no help to the Autumn-craving I've been going through!) Being that it was summer, I walked through a number of spider's webs and I'm pretty sure I swallowed a gnat. Or a baby mosquito. Whatevertf it was.
Anyway, one section of the path cut out into the end of a large field, and there was a bench, and the sun was just sparkling in, not just throwing all its light down, so I sat on the bench and I had "Something to Believe In" on my ipod and I swear I saw the entire He's There trailer front to back. It was extremely epic. I'm gonna have to describe it later when I have more time.
But this was good because I was there to work this out. After I posted what I had of chapter 39, and had started chapter 40 while the laptop was gone on Hermy #1, I realized SHIT, I'M STUCK. Not stuck like not inspired, stuck like I have 21 chapters to wrap this up and all these notes, and most are plot ideas until this certain thing happens instead of definite chronological lists. So I realized that I really needed to actually assign the remaining chapters things that needed to happen. Or else I'm going to end up in a mess and skip things, or drop bomb B before bomb A or something. So I need to do that first, and my schedule being what it is, I sincerely hope I can do it this weekend because the week is totally unfair.
But I was imagining later scenes, some very important ones, while on the swing-set, where I must've been for like an hour because the next morning my hands are still kind of soar. It really helped though. I once imagined a confrontation by Erik to Mariam on those swings one night at like 11PM back when I was trying to 'escape' the house, and it was dark. lol I won't spoil any of that.
Anyway... that's the news on what I'm doing.
I could blabber on about pining for more time in a day, but that's old hat.
♥, Jennifer
But yesterday I parked my car on a bigger street and walked down to the park, returning to this cute little path I found going around a bunch of foliage and berry bushes. I was thinking that it would be beautiful in Autumn (which is is no help to the Autumn-craving I've been going through!) Being that it was summer, I walked through a number of spider's webs and I'm pretty sure I swallowed a gnat. Or a baby mosquito. Whatevertf it was.
Anyway, one section of the path cut out into the end of a large field, and there was a bench, and the sun was just sparkling in, not just throwing all its light down, so I sat on the bench and I had "Something to Believe In" on my ipod and I swear I saw the entire He's There trailer front to back. It was extremely epic. I'm gonna have to describe it later when I have more time.
But this was good because I was there to work this out. After I posted what I had of chapter 39, and had started chapter 40 while the laptop was gone on Hermy #1, I realized SHIT, I'M STUCK. Not stuck like not inspired, stuck like I have 21 chapters to wrap this up and all these notes, and most are plot ideas until this certain thing happens instead of definite chronological lists. So I realized that I really needed to actually assign the remaining chapters things that needed to happen. Or else I'm going to end up in a mess and skip things, or drop bomb B before bomb A or something. So I need to do that first, and my schedule being what it is, I sincerely hope I can do it this weekend because the week is totally unfair.
But I was imagining later scenes, some very important ones, while on the swing-set, where I must've been for like an hour because the next morning my hands are still kind of soar. It really helped though. I once imagined a confrontation by Erik to Mariam on those swings one night at like 11PM back when I was trying to 'escape' the house, and it was dark. lol I won't spoil any of that.
Anyway... that's the news on what I'm doing.
I could blabber on about pining for more time in a day, but that's old hat.
♥, Jennifer
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