1. Get a job.-Put in 10+ apps last week. Now that I’m over my cold, I’m going to go poke around and see what I can find, even crappy, closer to home.
2. Keep trying on my writing plan- Keeping track, though I’ve been more focused on crits than my own writing this last week. Still, even just keeping track is allowing me to see patterns.
3. Keep up on crits.-Did amazing on this over the weekend. One of mine got cut off early, because we figured out another way to do it. Got another book for the internship that she needed back by today, had that done in half the time she asked for. And critted a couple chapters for Chey, to make sure her edits were working (they are, yay!!), and tried to flesh out some prewriting for Emmy, though not sure how much I actually managed to help with that one. It’s hard to try to point someone in the direction of deepening their story when you have only a tenuous grasp of the characters/worldbuilding. She’ll get there eventually though, I’m sure of it!
This last week was a bit nuts. We have our furniture, finally!! and all the other boxes and bags. So much of my time has been taken up with sorting the chaos of the move, I don’t think I even touched my WIP all week. Actually, I know I didn’t. But I was busy with crits, and things I learn from critting, I can then use in my own writing.
One of the things that bothered me about the project I was reading for the internship was how it felt like everything and the kitchen sink was thrown in, but nothing was followed through with. It’s the old Checkov’s gun rule. There were other issues, of course, and some good things too. But if it just escalates and escalates, it’s like trying to run up a down escalator. You need to get to a landing, to end the story. Even if everything isn’t resolved (like in a series), if it doesn’t at least get to that landing, it’s not the end of the book yet. (I could probably go on about this more, but I’m writing this on Sunday night and have to be out the door about when this post goes up, as we’re going to Rosh Hashana services this morning. We’d wanted to go last night, but D lost track of time at work and threw the schedule off so far that it didn’t happen. Ah well! (and no, I’m not Jewish, but D and E are, and I’m transportation))