A Little Writing

I've started The Artist Way, again. This will be my third time: once in 2005, once in 2007 and once in 2009. Somehow my morning pages have turned into afternoon pages.

I'm not as big of a fan of freewriting as I used to be. After 10 years of freewriting, I probably have over 50 notebooks (or more once you count Word Document files, etcetera) of freewriting, and not that much completed work.

Freewriting seems to help you get into the habit of writing on a daily basis, it helps you mine your subconscious for good material... but it won't help you write a book. (Let alone, finish it.)

Right now, I need to figure out how to be a more disciplined writer. I have enough material, really. Writers' block was never my problem. If anything, I've always had an overload of ideas. New ideas come before I fully complete and edit the first.

So, I'm working on a few things: a novel and a screenplay. Two separate stories. I think I have a stronger understanding of stories, story lines and characters than I did two years ago, five years ago, etcetera.

I still have a a nonfiction book that needs to be written; yet, the more research that I conduct, the more research that seems still needs to be done.

So, life is good. Lonely, but good. Aggravating, but good.

The primary task is staying sane long enough to finish the novel and the screenplay. Lately, I've been doing okay.