This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
okay I am running late today. I am also fighting bronchitis. This weather has me sick.
I started a new theme volume. so I listed it on there but the only writing in it so far is the foreword. That explains the idea of the volume and the rules I want to use within it. I don’t normally add that to the count because it is a natural part of the process…but it is starting that volumes set up. it is another one focusing on specific forms.
I also found out why I was struggling to get The sea serpent to go forward and fixed it. so I got some words in it.
when I get bored I will doodle. Not always on paper. I have had self harm issues in the past. using the pen on skin actually soothes the urge without doing any actual damage.
while the reason why self harm is being an urge should be discussed with someone that can help, finding a way to satisfy the urge without doing harm is helpful.
Doodling is also a great fidget. 😁 something creative that answers the need to move around when you can’t.
Excitement abounds I almost can’t wait Relax, I don’t want your baby I already ate Though I do tend to generally kill Kill things that don’t fight back I see this village What does it hold? What shall I butcher them with Fire or cold? Running from me sure you’d think ‘He’s a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!’ I’d kill kittens and puppies and bunnies I’d maim toddlers and teens and then more You see a wife? I see a widow But what then? Can’t you see? I’d kill four! I want to incinerate and decapitate I want to melt Want to melt some faces Watching the peasants…what do they call it? Ahh…grieve! I suppose that being undead there’s not much to life A soul is needed for loving…feeling… How does this all not make me…what’s that word again? Heave! You’ve nowhere to hide Nowhere to run Your village will burn like the heart of the sun! With infinite glee It’s going to be me That slaughters the world! How could I glare into these eyes And then not stab them? How could I stare at their loss And then not laugh? I’d cut him in half Then I’d graft His head back onto his shoulders Or after I’d lop it I’d make a puppet On top of a staff! I am a lord that is sometimes bored Have some urges and need to fulfill them After my mayhem I simply don’t…what’s the word? Care! The stench in the air The smell of the gore The carnage far greater than any war My legacy Death becomes…me! I’ll slaughter the world
My 2 cents –
okay I am in a silly mood. this is one of two great parody songs that the looking for group comic guys put together with an animated video for. I love them both.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
This week is an odd one. You will probably notice that the numbers have changed very little. That is because the writing was not something that I would list.
I wrote a new children’s book.
I wrote the outline for a story that I plan on writing soon but I didn’t actually write anything in the story yet.
I wrote stuff in emails for various reasons that kept my brain busy and away from my more creative adventures.
I wrote in my personal journal that is labeled as word vomit and will hopefully not see sunlight ever.
As you can see, none of them would end up on the list. The first one is completely written. this list is works in progress. the second one is only an idea at this point and not even started as far as I am concerned. the third is not creative at all. and the fourth is clearing the trash so I can write.
Some weeks are like this for me. These are the ones where I do more art or crafting because my brain has decided to be difficult when I try to write.
On the craft side…we decided to move my studio into the house to give me access to electricity and more space. This week I spent quite some time sorting and organizing the new craft room. My son moved everything inside for me (except for one table which we need to make space for first) And I have been sorting through and cleaning up my supplies. I will try to take pictures and post it when I get it done. Unfortunately, I have overdone. Which is frustrating and painful.
Pattimouse 