Nothing to See — a WIPpet/ROW80 post

WIPpet

ashram - at night

ashram – at night (Photo credit: allisoncake)

Today, inspiration and ambition seem to be … nowhere.  Most of the week since Sunday has run the same way.  I’m in a hibernating state, and working on anything beyond playtime projects seems impossible.

So here are three paragraphs from my fanfic the Was Variation.  This week’s entry comes a few pages before last week’s entry, Mirrors, as 2-5=-3.

About halfway back he sensed a change in the breeze, a wisp of earth, of must. The peepers began an erratic, warning song. Something rustled in the trees a ways up the road. He reached for his knife and extended his Sight.

Nothing. Nothing to See. But the sense something threatened deepened. Within his grip, the knife seemed to quiver, an echo of fear that he could only assume was his own unease. He Looked once more, then started to relax his talent.

Too soon. An energy too alien for his experience rushed past. His Sight recoiled, and he found himself thrown to his knees on the pavement. His knife landed on the ground in front of him with a clatter. A voice, the same one he’d heard during his talk with the queen earlier, echoed in his mind. Instead of laughter, anguish filled the touch.

ROW80 Check-in

Cat Nap

Cat Nap

No real news since Sunday.  Here’s the checklist; it’s mostly blank:

  • write every day; at the minimum, do 5 sentences  I did one day
  • finish a complete (rough) draft of Courting the Swan Song  nada
  • make twice weekly blog posts (WIPpet Wednesdays and Some Thing 4 Sundays) on a consistent schedule check
  • maintain active sponsor participation I still need to write my sponsor post, and I even called on two of my fellow sponsors for some brainstorming help; all else on track
  • energize myself with more physical activity I did make an effort to move more often; I didn’t feel like it at all
  • reclaim my writing space  Desk?  What desk?
  • go through some piece of my electronic home (desktop, laptop, server space, Dropbox, etc.) I updated both my machines for all the VIP stuff, scanned and cleared off extra install fluff
  • laugh more, hug my family more, share myself with friends more…  there have been hugs, and there have been cuddles, and the hubby and I made plans for a date at the Symphony this Saturday for Bolero and Wagner (we’re going to test the theory espoused by the Castle episode “Til Death Do Us Part”)

That’s it.  Nothing special.

Sorry.

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25 responses to “Nothing to See — a WIPpet/ROW80 post

  1. Sometimes we just need to recharge.
    Great WIPpet. The word ‘pavement’ caught me off-guard and tossed me out on my ear. I think because in my brain, pavement equates to a black-topped road and it seemed very out of place here.

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    • I’m not so sure it’s a matter of needing to recharge, but more a matter of needing to just do some of those things I’ve been dreading…. like that sponsor post. I sat “sans internet” for two hours yesterday and scratched out a few pages of rough drafts, and even though it’s not finished… I feel tons better.

      Interesting about the word issue. Though I’ve always considered cobblestone roads as paved too…

      Will keep it in mind.

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  2. Some weeks are better than others, aren’t they? Hopefully, your inspiration and ambition will come out of hiding soon.

    I’ve not yet seen Castle, but I like Nathan Fillian. Am curious about this Bolero theory!

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    • Too true, Tui. But slow weeks have their reasons for happening… Taking time helped settle the head.

      It’s a silly theory (and show), but if you enjoy Nathan Fillion, you should at least watch a few episodes. If you have Netflix, you can get the first season or two easily.

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  3. I hear you on having times when I just can’t muster ambition. Not sure where you are, but where I live, it’s cold and snowy. That always makes my mood sour and my drive to do much of anything very low.

    The excerpt is lovely, by the way.

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    • Cold and snowy here too (NYS). I never used to be the hibernating kind, but lately… all I want to do is curl up in a blanket with a book, some music and a pot of hot tea.

      Thanks, Amy.

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  4. I love this excerpt. It was like reading a poem, beautifully written!

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  5. Oooh, have you posted this story before? I don’t recognize it, but I like it! Very fantasy. Actually, it kind of reminds me of a trilogy I am beginning to re-read from Jacqueline Carey, where this one girl can summon the twilight, which allows her to vanish. It takes her into a place that’s closer to spirit than to physical life. It’s a great book. This excerpt really intrigues! I TOTALLY know what you mean about not doing more than playtime hobbies. I have been in that groove since I finished my rough draft.

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    • Ooh, that Jacqueline Carey trilogy sounds interesting; I’ll have to check it out.

      I have posted pieces of this fanfiction before, Sarah. If you search my blog for the “Was Variation” you’ll find quite a few pieces of it. It’s my favorite playground piece. 😀 (and I’m very glad it intrigues)

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  6. Accomplishing some goals and knowing where you’re going is still progress. I think sometimes we all need a little reset to get back into the game, maybe the symphony this weekend will inspire you.
    Have a great week.

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  7. About halfway back he sensed a change in the breeze, a wisp of earth, of must.

    What an absolutely gorgeous piece of writing! The whole paragraph sets the mood in such an evocative,vivid way. Brava!

    Don’t get down on yourself for having an off week. We all need some hibernation time every now and again.

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    • That’s high praise, Xina. I know how exquisite your prose is.

      As for the week, I’m not feeling too down … at least now. I get in these seasonal funks, but this time I picked myself out of it sooner than normal. 🙂

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  8. This is really eerie and beautifully written. I think the short sentences work really well and really build the tension. Nicely done.

    Sorry to hear inspiration and ambition have deserted you this week, sometimes it goes like that. You’ll get motivated again, I’m sure.

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    • Thanks, Kate. As you’ve seen in other pieces, I tend toward verbose sentences… I’m glad the shorter sentences did what they were supposed to, even if they still feel “wrong” to me.

      Well, corralling the muse is one of the risks of being a writer.

      Take care of yourself. And let us know when Baby Frost joins the world. >HUGS< to you, both of you.

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  9. Great tension in your excerpt, Eden! Really liked it. Maybe you should change a few names and details and transform it from fan fiction to something else. 🙂

    Hope you find your energy and feel better again soon! *hugs*

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    • You know, I’ve toyed plenty with that idea, Ruth. Of course, now that 50 Shades of Grey has been out, it just adds to the sense of flying on someone else’s coattails (and my fanfiction is based off an 80s cartoon, so the “universe” it’s in is pretty silly). For now, it’s my place to play with writing styles and settings and character relations.

      Thanks for the praise though. And the encouragement!

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  10. I was really enjoying the richness of what’s going on here; especially the way he recognises the shift of something different even before this alien energy rushes past. But what grabbed at my heart was the anguish. It wasn’t what I was expecting, and it really pulled at the heartstrings. Very nice!

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  11. Adding to the responses above, I really love the mood-setting in this scene. I got a really vivid image of the character tensing up and then relaxing when he thought he was safe again.

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    • Thanks, Emily. though, he’s not exactly safe… far from it in fact (this is close to the beginning of the story)… but we won’t tell him that, will we? Let him have his illusions…. 😉

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