Monthly Archives: November 2017
When I start a story I am not worried about the word count because I am usually sucked into the story and letting the words flow. But usually about the middle of things I start to wonder whether I will have enough words to make a full novel. It feels like I could wrap up the whole story in only ten thousand words. Is there enough story to fill in the word count? Do I have to add more threads in to make it?
Except the story has already made that decision. If I continue to let the words flow, they will come out to a word count close to what I want. I try to remind myself of the matter every time my mind brings it up to worry over, but it will always come up at some point in writing the story. The best solution is to lose myself in the story so that nothing else matters until it is done. It is hard but so is blocking out any editing voice from my head.
The first snow fall of the season can be one of two things. It can be pretty and wonderful with the way it magically covers the bleakness of bare trees and grey skies. Even with the sun having to come through the clouds, it is bright out and that helps lift moods. A sense of happiness can be filling. And if it before Christmas, it can bring the feelings associated with Christmas.
The second thing the first snow fall can be is a horrible thing to endure. It is slippery, unpredictable, and sloppy. The coldness seeps into the body creating pain. Depending on the temperature, it can be very wet causing anyone who has to go outside to get soaked. Also drivers are the worst during and shortly after the first snow fall because they have forgotten how to drive in the snow, which means it is dangerous to go out on the roads.
Most years I feel the first about the first snow fall. I am excited to see it and can’t wait for it to come. This year I feel the second. My journey from home to school has caused anxiety about driving, so I was really hoping it wouldn’t snow until December. But it showed up the other day. But it has meant that I’ve been spending all weekend inside and getting some writing done. With a mug of hot chocolate and a good story, the snow fall is okay for today.