I just finished writing Year of the Dog ! It had a massive plot hole that I had to fix which turned out to be more work than I expected. Here’s a snippet: “Hey, Auntie Nell.” He wrapped his arms around her, bussing her on the cheek and breathing in pikake flowers and shortbread cookies. And suddenly he was nine years old again, and her solid presence had made his chaotic world stable once more. “What are you doing here?” He usually took her to dinner on Wednesday nights, but today was Tuesday. The edges of her smile faltered a little before brightening right back up again. “What, I can’t visit my nephew?” She angled around him to enter his home. “Is this your new house? Looks lovely.” Which was a blatant lie, because the fixer-upper was barely livable, much less acceptable to a neat-freak like his aunt. She also left four matching pink and purple floral suitcases on the stoop behind her. Only then did Ashwin notice the cab driver standing slightly to the side of the walkway. “Can ...
Captain's Log, Supplemental
Just back from my writer’s retreat in Minnesota, I’ve started to reevaluate my time. I’m realizing that I need to make more of an effort to protect my creativity (since I now make my living off of it) and allow myself to relax.
One thing I realized in Minnesota is how much I love the sound of running water. My friend Sharon Hinck likes the sound of the ocean (or in her case, Lake Superior), but I think because I grew up in Hawaii, it doesn’t do anything for me.
But streams are wonderful. Waterfalls and rushing rivers are okay, but I like streams the best. Water gurgling over rocks.
So, I thought—why not utilize that in my workspace? We’d received a tabletop water fountain as a wedding gift and never even opened the box. Why not use it now?
Here is my new tranquility corner!
What do you think?
What do you do for your tranquility? Or is it more along the lines of, "Relax? What's that? I think the last time was in '89 ..."
Just back from my writer’s retreat in Minnesota, I’ve started to reevaluate my time. I’m realizing that I need to make more of an effort to protect my creativity (since I now make my living off of it) and allow myself to relax.
One thing I realized in Minnesota is how much I love the sound of running water. My friend Sharon Hinck likes the sound of the ocean (or in her case, Lake Superior), but I think because I grew up in Hawaii, it doesn’t do anything for me.
But streams are wonderful. Waterfalls and rushing rivers are okay, but I like streams the best. Water gurgling over rocks.
So, I thought—why not utilize that in my workspace? We’d received a tabletop water fountain as a wedding gift and never even opened the box. Why not use it now?
Here is my new tranquility corner!
What do you think?
What do you do for your tranquility? Or is it more along the lines of, "Relax? What's that? I think the last time was in '89 ..."
Comments
Can't seem to find one I like though :)
I WISH I'd gotten a picture of you hard at work on your laptop - by candlelight.
The peppers from the garden are missing you - no one else is eating them.
I'm glad our Minnesota streams have inspired you, even though Lake Superior made you yawn. ;-)
Come again anytime! There are more hiking trails to explore, and more bunnies, badgers, and chipmunks in the garden. I miss you!
I don't have a spot but seeing water does it for me. So does certain scents, like lavender or almond.
You are such an interesting human being, Camy.
I'm counting the days until ACFW!