So far, I’ve managed to "somewhat" keep my writerly
resolution. I’ve written something almost* every day. I sat down at the
computer and keyboarded clever dialogue and scenes (ha!) into my
work-in-progress, even if it was only for thirty minutes. My next goal is to
write a consistent hour. (*I missed a couple of days but made up for it by
writing extra time the next day.).
How are all y’all (I read somewhere that "all y’all" is the
plural of "y’all") guys doing with your writing so far this year?
I know Mahala’s post recommended that writers not make
resolutions, but I tend to think the opposite. I may not keep the resolution,
but I feel guilty when I don’t . . . especially after I’ve told “the world”
that I would do something. Feeling guilty makes me write more often than I
would had I not made the resolution. (Does that make sense?)
This afternoon, I spent an hour or so finding definitions to
some of the verbiage in Charles Krauthammer’s book, Things that Matter. I
absolutely love learning new vocabulary. His collection of published columns is
chock full of new information for me. Most of the words I understand within the
context of the sentence, but I still want to know what the word means, exactly.
Such searches have been a favorite pastime for as long as I can remember. My
prize for winning the 6th grade spelling bee was a Webster’s dictionary with my
name engraved in gold on its blue cover. I wore the thing out. (For all you
twenty-somethings out there, Dictionary and its cousins, Encyclopedia and Library
Card Catalogue, are the generic ancestors of Google and its second cousin,
twice removed, Wikipedia.)
Okay, time to quit and get to the task of reviewing the
manuscripts of my fellow critique-group members. We meet tomorrow afternoon.
To inspire you to look at your own WIP, I’ll leave
you with one of Elmore (Dutch) Leonard’s famous first lines:
Chris Mankowski's last day on the job, two in the afternoon, two hours to go, he got a call to dispose of a bomb."—Freaky Deaky (1988)
You-all guys keep on keeping on, and I’ll try to do the same.
Chris Mankowski's last day on the job, two in the afternoon, two hours to go, he got a call to dispose of a bomb."—Freaky Deaky (1988)
You-all guys keep on keeping on, and I’ll try to do the same.
cj
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