Monday, 8 June 2009

OMG! WTF! Am Writing!

As regulars will have gleaned, recently I have been experiencing what I can only describe as a slump of near-catastrophic proportions. I compare it with gamely attempting to scale the north side of the highest mountain of treacle whilst wearing welly-boots and not a whole lot else. And without the Kendal mint cake.
But this evening, after a good old fashioned but very gently aimed arse-kick from my lovely fellow-writer Michele (everyone home should have one) and great advice from Fionnuala I have sat at the scary box and drummed out 1087 words. Which is good for recently. In fact recently I've been deleting more than adding. Which is pants, frankly.
If I want to die unpublished and unfulfilled then I know what (not) to do. But I don't.
There are probably morals, quotes I should be trying to find to illustrate precisely what I'm trying to say, but at 74,000 words and finding everything getting thrillier (see - I can still make words up!) by the second, I am on that helter-skelter of prose that means my fingers can't cope with the amount of literary sh*t that's trying to escape my overwrought brain with every misplaced apostrophe (sorry, Bege).
Don't stop me now - I'm having such a good time!
Of course this won't stop the hideous procrastination, I bet.


Fionnuala Kearney said...

You're back at the helm! That's all that matters!!!!!! Well done Debs, I for one can't wait to read the finished product. xx

Deborah Riccio said...

Aw shucks, Fi, don't set your expectations too high will you?!
Thanks for the support

MrsB said...

Glad that you're back. Me, too. I don't want to die unfulfilled either. Am excited again.

Deborah Riccio said...

Good on yer, Mrs B!!! Come on now, we can do thing thing!!!