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[zanzjan]

Writing is still impossible at the moment, as I have little people clinging to me needing food every two hours around the clock and wanting to be held the rest of the time. However, I've been brainstorming on various worldbuilding and character elements from the work-in-progress (Arcx) and I filched an old and mostly unused notebook from the elder child to jot stuff down in in those rare moments when I have a hand free. As a result I've figured out some stuff that I was dodging around in the abandoned-for-scrap first draft, as well as lots of stuff that connects a ton of behind-the-scenes dots that will probably be entirely invisible in this draft except in how it helps the right words find their way onto the right page. Set design and stage management, I guess.

I am still extremely discouraged about writing (increasingly so as time passes), but I figure if I just keep trudging along and try to focus on where I'm putting each foot instead of on the distant horizon I'll eventually make it where I need to go. Of course, by that same analogy right now I'm just sort of standing still and fiddling with shit in my pockets while I stare at my shoes, but hey.

Comments

[matociquala.livejournal.com]

You know, *everything* is impossible when you have *one* infant child. It's okay to do the child thing now and worry about other things later.

If that's what you decide to do, there's no shame in it. The book will potentially be better and almost certainly be no worse for the cooking time, and you and the sprogs will be better for not killing yourself trying to do everything right now.

You are brave and mighty.

[chhotii.livejournal.com]

Good heavens, you just had twins. Not the time to be berating yourself for lack of productivity.

[jenwrites.livejournal.com]

Remember what Doyle said about having twins? No? Go ask her to remind you.

[stale-hermit.livejournal.com]

Hey, if you're thinking and making notes, that COUNTS. That is part of the writing thing. (So is fiddling with the shit in your pockets)

You're not standing still.