NPI: Day 10

Day 10 word count: 218, 11:55 pm CT, I'm really cutting it close but I've been edgy all day. I think this shows in my writing. I don't like what I wrote yesterday or even today but I did write something down so I suppose that it isn't a complete failure. I'll continue to do my best with the Novel Push Initiative exercise even though I will be traveling to my dear mother-in-law's funeral now. I have very mixed emotions as most anyone does in these times. I seem to feel a whole range of emotions and I have to deal with those. At times, this can work with my writing or against it. It's against right now. Words are not flowing or coming to me strongly. I need to clear my thoughts.

I'm sorry but I feel I don't have anything cool to share from my writing yesterday. Bear with me and I'm sure my muse will come back. Thanks!

NPI: Day 9

Day 9 word count: 92, 11:39 pm CT, I'm sorry it's not in me tonight - I'm a jumbled mess but I feel it will come later. I'm not giving up just give me a moment.

Words from Day 8 -

Looking forward enhanced the beauty of the experience and that’s when I had seen the flower. Yet looking back in the windows of memory had helped control my frustration that a critical moment like this with so much destruction had delivered. This had been my whole world but now it was no longer.

NPI: Day 8

Day 8 word count: 321, 11:41 pm CT. This was a bit tough to write through tonight. I admit it felt like an exercise that I wasn't super excited to do. I had wrote some things on a notepad earlier and felt it at that time but didn't finish until now so it lost its excitement for me. I should have taken the time to write more in that notepad. It reminds me that sometimes writing chooses me and I can't put it off.

A tidbit from Day 7:

A close bond formed without touch or even closeness only moments of brief conversation. Happiness in those moments were sweet. Better than candy, more like a strawberry. Still sweet but so much better for him in the end. This is what he would treasure now and cling to.

NPI: Day 7

Day 7 word count: 324, 11:58 pm CT, sorry I didn't get this recorded in time. Frantically and honestly, I'm working through this scene which is tough to convey in the way I was hoping for. It's ok but I wish that it would feel differntly as I wrote it. Sometimes I'm amazed at how emotional I can be to my own writing and then other times almost detached. I'm really learning of what a process this is for me and it truly is nice to write things down. I'm starting to feel the breathing of writing. I love it!

A little something from Day 6:

She wasn’t strong enough now. She reached out in times of need to imaginary friends. Those that felt they would help her but that was a fantasy because their realities were skewed even more than the depths of her own. Unimaginable but realistic.

NPI: Day 6

Day 6 word count: 336 11:44 p.m. CT

I'm squeaking in - whew - barely making it but I did!

Insight from Day 5:

It could be a coincidence but it is not an accident. It is in these moments that the power of purpose is felt. Lay down in the field of daffodil’s and feel a dream within you want to burst through the doors of your soul. The sun is comforting and the experience is rejuvenating. It will liven your spirit!

NPI: Day 5

Day 5 word count: 537, 11:24 pm CT

I feels to me right now that writing can be such an emotional roller coaster. I've had so much on my mind that I've had to take the time to write it out. This feels like a break in my WIP but it seems necessary for my emotional well-being. In the end, I hope that these thoughts will help a future WIP in some small way. If not, it has been great creative writing practice.

A thought written from Day 4:

In the never ending years of dreams and living, one starts to realize that all we have to share with others is our time. This is what matters. This is what we all want and desire. To share time with others. A simple act of gathering together to share a meal and eat together does more than nourish the body, it enriches our soul. The basic need of eating coupled with the basic desire to spend time with others and feel loved is precious. This is why we must reach out. We must never ignore love. In the end, it is all we have.

NPI: Day 4

Word Count: 456

Ok, so I'm frightfully close to the deadline tonight. I couldn't think of how I wanted the scene to work out. Then after talking to a friend, I realized I had to put to the written word what was really bothering me tonight. Once I worked that out, I was able to get some words to the page. Personal pain is important, even hard to deal with, but necessary to work through. Just like when I have a block, I just have to write through it. At least, that's what I hear works best and I hope that's the case.

A quote from Day 3:

More than he realized, he helped her too. She was too quiet to let this be known but her heart felt it. Secretly, she hoped that his heart felt what she couldn’t say. The few times that she had opened up would have to be enough for now. In time, things might be different.