I have been missing in action this week- on here, social media and shamefully writing. All geared up at the start of the week I was ready to finish my first draft of The Ellfaenian Journals. I had Megg Geri’s How to Write a Novel in 30 days and my journal in hand and I had reconnected with the Ninja Writers course that set this blog in motion, I was motivated to write. Life had other ideas.
After a short traumatic incident which I don’t wish to relive in words or in my head, I hurt my good hand. The hand I rely on for everything especially typing and using my phone. Writing until now has been reduced to a muddle of letters that roughly allow the phone to autocorrect texts for requests for more medication and cups of tea from my daughter.
On the plus side I have gained inside information for several scenes in the journals, my antagonist will feel my pain and more, and I have the first-hand experience of the NHS today which will help form the reality of a story. Spending time in under the duvet also gave me time to finish We Other by Sue Bentley – review coming soon. As a writer, I love the idea that even in the darkest moments, there are snippets of information and experience we can use for later in our work.
My focus, while I wait for the hand to heal, is remembering the moments of calm before the storm. When peace and inspiration were key; notes were taken while listening to birdsong and appreciating the Yorkshire countryside.
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