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Right. So you're reading my journal.

First of all, you're welcome to subscribe. I don't have filters at the moment. I have a few f-locked entries. I usually don't post anything too personal, so that's a level of privacy I'm comfortable with.

I'm French, but this journal is written in English. That's one of my idiosyncrasies. I've "adopted" the English language, or, I would hope, English has adopted me. It's crept up on me over time.
Unfortunately, my English is not as good as my French. It doesn't help that I'm a WIP (writer-in-progress). I've tried, really tried, writing stories in French. I used to. It just doesn't work any more. So I'm stumbling my way around words. It's slow.

Other bits: )
So, uh, if you still want to, I'll be very happy to have you on my friends list. :)
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Right, I'm packing up the computer today, and going back to my parents for a short while before New Zealand.
I'm not sure how much I'll be able to access the net during the next three months. Good-bye, then, if I can't post.

Take care, everyone.
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I've done it.
92000 words.

Looking back, it wasn't even that hard. It seemed long, but now that it's over, I miss the guys already. I keep wanting to plan the next chapter, write the next scene, and feel disappointed when I realise I can't. It's done. That story is over.

It needs editing, of course. That's for when I'll be back from New Zealand. Hopefully, by then, I'll have written another book. :) I can see myself doing it again. And again. And again!


Nov. 8th, 2010 07:03 pm
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Just a quick post to say "hi". :)
I'm busy writing for my Nano. I'm right on schedule. I'd like to take a bit of advance today, if at all possible.
I haven't started a new story. The WIP stands at 66600 words. It's unbelievable! I'm attacking the last portion of the book, when the situation looks hopeless. It will get better in a chapter or 2.
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That's it, my last day was last thursday. It was very moving. I've been in a half daze since.
We rehearsed all day at the theatre on sunday. That didn't help at all. I feel cut off from reality. I suppose I just need to find a rhythm (a healthy one, please).

I've kept writing: my manuscript is at 46507 words now. That's a lot, for me. And it's now that I'm getting scared by the scale of the project -- not so much the word count by itself, but by the themes. Fatherhood. Gender fluidity. Homosexuality. That's a effin' lot. Most of the time, thankfully, I don't even see the themes. I just think of the story, which is really what I should focus on. But since I've stopped working, the enormity of the themes is affecting me. Meh.

I'll kick myself in the butt and feel better in a couple of days, hopefully.
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Take that's new video clip strikes primal emotions in me. It makes me all teary-eyed.


Ooops, I think the neighbour upstairs was asleep, and I woke her up when singing. :( I couldn't guess, it's mid-afternoon here.

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First the writing stats: 7049 words written last week, or an average of 1007 words a day. It's getting there!
I've decided to get rid of the detailed logs, as writing daily has now become a habit. :)

The landlady visited the flat yesterday. She seemed happy. After all, I haven't broken anything, and it's clean (apart from that cheap pvc flooring in the kitchen). She wants to change the heaters and the shower, and maybe install a kitchen. That means that she'll probably won't want people to visit before it's done. Good for me!

I'm also very proud with having finished writing the technical instructions for the databases I've created for work. A colleague tested the document. She was able to create her own base. :-) I can see myself writing technical documents in the future. I'll have a look into it, jobwise.

Another thing I'm proud of: I've phoned the police to signal an abandoned car (probably stolen) on a parking. This would have given me a fever a year ago. Real fever, with the chills and aspirin and the whole kablooey. Today? Not. A. Problem. Who would have thought that phoning the police would make me happy? :D

It's not just the writing that's getting there. :)
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I'm in the middle of turning my den into something remotely looking like a flat.
It's... not easy.

It doesn't help that we don't really have furniture. Just warehouse-type shelves. Not pretty.
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Note to self: do not write scary mirror scenes before going to bed, especially not if there's a mirror in the bedroom.

Dreadful week (I had to really drag these words out), but, to my surprise, it averaged out quite nicely. It's still a far way from the rhythm I would need for NanoWriMo. I don't mind. I'm writing!

DayWords written that dayTotal
That week
745 w/day5125

I combined two characters into one. That blocked me a bit yesterday and today, so I ended up writing an eulogy of sorts for the deleted character. That was fun to do. :)
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At long last, I've learned Act II of the play.
(I'm in an amateur troup, it's my third time on stage, yay!)

This play is awfully tough. It's in dialect, translated from French. Some of the sentences don't sound natural. Even I, who don't speak dialect, can see that. The grammar is awfully complicated. The text doesn't have the straightforward speech style of our dialect. My lines are awwwwfulllllyyy looooong, with lots of imbricated clauses that run on and on while shoving tons of information down my character's throat, a bit like this sentence.

I can't fault the translator. He did a very good job. It's just that... well, the other two plays were written in dialect from the get go, and the rhythm was very different.

So, on top of the slight problem of learning lines in a language I understand but don't speak, there's the added difficulty of a stilted sentence structure. And more lines than I've ever had. And, well, the play itself has structural flaws, imho (beyond the language issues). No scenes. It's all talk, no action. But never mind. I'm in. I'll give it my best shot anyway.

I hope I won't stumble too much tonight. I've got Act I down pat. The first half of Act II is smooth, but the second half... Meh. It's hit or miss. I'll learn Act III this week-end. It's shorter, shouldn't be much of a problem.
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Goodie, I'm setting into a pattern.

DayWords written that dayTotal
2010-09-20541 (198)19152
That week
642 w/day4499

On Monday the 20th, I wrote 541 words, but I also deleted a short scene. The "198" is the difference between these two, and it's what gets added to the total.
I had a case of the lazy on Thursday. Friday didn't start very well, and then, whoosh!

I can't believe I've passed the 20000 words mark. I'm in the dreaded middle of the novel. The excitement from the beginning is just a memory now, and the reward seems far away... still, I'm trudging along. The plot is shaping up, and so are the characters. It's... well, it's hard work, much harder than the beginning, but at the same time, it's kinda comfortable.

It reminds me a bit of when I was at school, smelt that odd metallic smell from the ink staining my fingers, and heard the buzz of the neon lights. I had the quiet certainty it would last forever.

Writing the middle recreates that perception of timelessness.
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This week, just on the WIP:

DayWords written that dayTotal

To which, I can add 948 words written on friday the 17th (for the inkstains' submission).
Saturday was a glitch. I was out all day, and thought I would be able to write in the evening, but I was exhausted. I did try, though.

I brainstormed quite a bit on some scenes, and come up with a way to reunite two of my characters. I fried a few neurons for that. :-D

Not counting the short story, it adds up to 3916 words, averaging 559 words per day. Not as good as last week, but I'm keeping with my 500 words a day self-imposed minimum. I spend less time than before stuck with nothing to write, so I hope to increase that minimum to 600 sooner rather than later.


Sep. 19th, 2010 07:19 pm
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I re-read Try again last night (one of my SG-1 fanfics). It brought some thoughts on some of my writing faults.

I'm guilty of taking shortcuts. By which I mean, I've got this story in my head -- fine. With scenes, and actions, and feelings. Still fine. It's pretty clear in my head, and even months afterwards, I understand why I've written what I have, because I *remember* the story. But I don't write the interstices. The links between the scenes, or the inner thoughts of the characters.

The inner thoughts in particular. It's like I'm afraid of going in their head, and showing what I find there. It's a shame, considering that's what writing does best: send the reader straight into the character's head, and have him experience the character's feelings from deep within. I don't do that. It's taboo.

But what am I afraid of?
Shocking the reader? Why? If I don't give the reader reasons to feel the story, why should he keep reading?
Shocking myself? Well, yes. Possibly. The noggin', it is twisted. I can deal with it, though.
Being true to the character? Being false to him? Because, it's my thoughts, my limited understanding of the character. I could be either very right or very wrong. I'll never know. I would hate being wrong, especially to my original characters.
Being boring? I have to accept that not everything is action, action, action. The inner life of the characters is interesting, too.
Afraid of telling, not showing? That's a biggie. Still not too sure of the difference, or when telling is beneficial to the story.

These shortcuts, they're big. It's not just taking exit A instead of exit B. It's folding the map to jump directly from Highway 01 to Town 36, like in this King's short story I can't remember the name of. I really need to take the scenic route, even if I end up wasting fuel.
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I just wrote the first draft of a black magic scene of my WIP.
Word count: 666.


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Okay, on behalf of my renewed resolution of putting my butt in the not-so-comfy chair and write every day, here's the result after the second week of that regimen (for my current WIP)

This week's writing log: )
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Contest 5, week 1: topic : SIN

This is part of a fanfiction I'm writing. I hope it's okay. This week's theme fits so well with the story I'm focusing on at the moment, I just wasn't able to write anything else.

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Body Combat

Sep. 8th, 2010 09:33 pm
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Tonight's Body Combat class was fantastic!

Ah yes, by the way:
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Sep. 1st, 2010 08:32 pm
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I've got a cold that behaves like an allergy. My nose is a fountain, and the skin around my eyes feels like it has shrunk. Ggnnnn.