Saturday, 13 December 2014

Hardly a Day

Hardly a day goes by that I don't think of things I should be doing, things I want to do, things left unfinished. The act of writing features constantly in these thoughts, it haunts me, follows me wherever I go and does not let me rest at night without at least a scene or two playing in my head. 

We're in the middle of December already, and the time for New Year's Resolutions is looming up ahead, just beyond the shadow of the christmas tree and on the other side of that mound of old, sparkly wrapping paper and stray bits of still-sticky tape. I know what I will want to accomplish next year, and it will be a list that covers many things from this year's derelict accounting of should-bes. 

I'm not giving up, though. By the end of the year, I want to at least clear my desk. I want to sort out my calendar and enter all important birthdays, anniversaries, and must-not-miss dates. I want to decide what travels I will embark on during 2015. 

What about you? How are you faring with your 2014 goals, and do you have any set for next year, yet?


Wednesday, 5 November 2014

It's the first Wednesday of the Month, and we're all Insecure...

Hello my dearies, and welcome to this month's post!

I don't know about you, but November is always a very special month for my writerly insecurities. It's NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) time, and yes, I'm Doing It Again.

I find NaNo both wonderfully freeing and terrifyingly revealing of any writing issues I have. There's nothing quite like putting yourself under pressure to find all those cracks and crevasses you can normally gloss over - and that goes both for the writer and for the plot (or lack of it, as the case may be). When you have to write close to 2000 words a day to finish on time, and deal with a day job whilst doing so, there is no time for hesitation, but also no time to think things through. The result, for me, tends to be a whole lot of semi-coherent sentences that then need to be boxed into something recognisable as a plot. Judging from what I've written so far, I shudder to think of the amount of revision it will need.

But words are words, right? By the end of the month, I'll have 50.000 more words than I did before. That's something to help with the insecurities, right?

How are you guys and gals doing? Nanoing? If yes, I'm Tessa C over there ; )

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Insecure Writers in September

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Hello my dearies!

Welcome to my blurb and to another month of Insecure Writers giving each other the support they need.

I don't know about you, but this summer was kind of busy for me. Lots of travelling, lot of catching up on projects at work after said travelling. Right now, I'm on holiday at the beach in Spain, and it's really, really relaxing. I've even managed to write some... only a couple of pages, but it's there, ink on paper.

Things tend to flow easier for me when I go old school and use my fountain pen on (preferably unlined) paper. Structuring works better when I use my laptop, but the flow of it, that comes when I see ink making marks on paper. I even have special kinds of ink, one that's very dark purple, almost black, and one that's dark grey. I like them, because they look different on paper, and somehow add value to whatever I write with it, if that makes any sense.

Do you have a preferred method of writing to get into the flow of it? Or maybe a particular place, or a ritual of sorts?


ps. please don't forget to pop in on the other Insecure Writers. You can find a link list and more info on the group at 

Sunday, 31 August 2014

I Am Groot

Hello my dearies and welcome, once again, to the blurb of my life.

I've recently come to the realisation that I'm not very communicative. This is, considering I'm supposed to keep up the blogging, something of a problem. A busy summer, work problems, an annoyingly perky Mr Muse who likes to play peek-a-boo (which he probably learned from my goddaughter, the rascal)(or maybe he taught her, who knows), and me still struggling with the whole celiac thing do not add up to a particularly happy Tessa. A not so happy Tessa equals a Tessa who does not communicate well.

Hence, I Am Groot. Without the cool voice, or the green-thumb-superpowers (I have something of a black thumb, in fact - any plant given to me invariably dies, unless it happens to be basil. Basil likes me) (is there a basil-groot?).

Do you have your Groot moments, too?

ps. I only saw the movie today (it came out reaaaally late in my corner of the world) and LOVED it. If you haven't seen it yet, GO NOW!

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