Snow melts,
And the waters run,
Clouds part,
Making way for the sun.
Soil grows soft,
That shoots may reach up.
And the blossoms that open
Are the pretty Buttercup.
Lately, it seems that new ideas for stories crash into my head on a daily basis. Each one new and different. Some with characters I know and some completely new. I scribble down the idea and sometimes fragments of scenes or dialog. Then, just when I start to feel comfortable with a new idea. a different one pops into my head. The process begins again. Never do I have time to complete the story. They just keep coming like waves in the ocean. It frightens me that I do not have time to write them all. Even if I was a fast typist, I doubt I could get them all finished. I keep the notes safe for some future date because, what frightens me more is when the ideas stop coming.
Last weekend, snowmobile races on the lake.
This weekend the Department of Natural Resources says, “Get your ices houses of the lake NOW!”
A week of temperatures above freezing has turned the ice from white to sea green.
Ice out is coming.
A flight of Canadian geese fly overhead honking encouragement to each other as they make their long journey north to their summer breeding grounds.
Seed in the bird feeders seems to drain to empty overnight.
Fields of white turn to dull brown as snow gives way to the remains of corn stalks standing like grave stones waiting to be plowed under.
A chipmunk is busy looking for acorns that squirrels buried last fall.
The warm south wind ushers in sunshine, almost forgotten during winter’s short days.
Can Spring be that far away?
I think I’m going to try the Whatever path next since the plans have all gone to hell. Just kidding of course, but sometimes it does feel that way.
It’s New Year’s Eve and I find myself sitting here thinking about 2014. I have been lax about writing on this blog during Q4. I don’t deny it. However, I have been writing. Two small projects jumped in line ahead of my WIP novel. But, progress continues.
2014 has been an unusual year for me. On one hand I feel like I’ve been busy. One the other hand, when the Domestic CEO and I sat down to write our holiday newsletter, it seemed very thin on interesting doings. Perhaps our time was spread too thin and everything just sort of smeared together. I do know we spent a lot of time at our cabin where time stands still and we watch the birds and animals go about their tasks. They always seem to be doing what is most important to them. Gather food, chase each other, feed their young, chase each other, build nests, chase each other, etc.
I have been thinking about my priorities and how I spend my time. There will be some changes for the upcoming year. However, I do not believe in resolutions so, I won’t call them that. Nevertheless, Some people will see a lot less of me in 2015 and others will see me more often. I’ll let you decide who should be happier. HINT: If you are reading this, you are part of the second group.
I have missed you all during the holidays and it will take me a while to read through you back posts. Please be patient and don’t be surprised to see my comments on a three-month old post.
For now, I wish you all a very happy, healthy, and prosperous new year. Be safe and I hope to see you here soon.
The final battle scene is complete. I am rolling forward toward the climax of the main plot line. At this point the words flow as I feel the end is near. I can’t wait for the main character to figure out what has really been going on. I’ve known for sometime where he was heading, but the journey has been a little surprising to me.
I’m still aiming to type ‘The End’ before December 1, 2014. We shall see. My number one test reader calls me every few days to make sure my fingers continue to hit the keys. I type slowly and sometimes I get frustrated that I can’t snap my fingers and see what’s in my head, on the screen. But…it continues to move forward and that’s the key.
For a change I have not been thinking about the revisions that are to come. I’m not thinking about scenes that need more depth. The focus is on getting what’s in my head loaded to the hard drive of my laptop where it will be safe for a time.
So, progress is being made. The ‘Good’ word count grows.