Panicking!

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Not that long ago, I wrote a short story. (Haven’t we all…) Well! This particular one has come to my mind several times lately. It would probably do very well as a kind of Post Scriptum, or epilogue, to my “Eclipse”-story. It’s not particularly long, only 719 words –
But written in Swedish..
So I’ll have to translate it…

Okay! Let’s do it! I thought and tried to find it among my other short stories.

Couldn’t find it!!  – iiiooooiiiiiooooooiiiii – panic PANIC!!!!

Where is it???
I searched everywhere. I couldn’t remember the title I had given it, you see. So I searched for pages-documents, pdf-documents, scrivener-documents…The only thing I was sure of – it couldn’t be written in a word-document.

PANIC PANIC!!!

Then it hit me! The external hard drives! I have several, and among those, there are two quite big ones. The first one, a 2 TB (Terabytes), mostly movies, but it has also a folder with images/photos. Didn’t check that folder out, though. Wonder how many images/photos I can find there, and how old they are?
I thought it also should have been a folder with my writings there – but no. I’m sure it has been, though not any longer.
The other one then! The one with room for the Time machine! Oh, you who have a Mac must know what I mean by that. It’s for BACK-UPS!!!! (Which I don’t do often enough)

Okay! In there it is room for 3 TB, so I thought there would be more than just the backups! There wasn’t, but okay okay! Back-ups are good!!!
Two main folders. One from the iMac I don’t have any longer, and in there was nothing available. It wasn’t possible to open “Documents” and there was no “User”. Doesn’t matter – could very well delete the iMac folder anyway.

The MacBook folder then? OH yes! Oh yes! There were folders alright!!! But in which one was the biggest chance to find the file I was looking for? When did I write this in the first place? Probably in 2015. Remember the circumstances and where I was at that time.

Nothing in the first folder I opened – too new. Nothing in the second – too old. But in the third, or if it was the forth, THERE IT WAS!!!!

Oh my god oh my god THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

It is a good one, you see, this story. And it would so much fit in to “The Solar Eclipse”, and why on earth have I deleted it sometime? Must have been a mistake!

I also found other short stories that I had missed and wondered about. Where are they! And why have they been missing? What did I do when I did it???

I just say this, and I’ll only say it once (at least for now):
MAKE SURE YOU DO BACKUPS ON YOUR IMPORTANT STUFF!!
And preferably to more than one place.

So, now I’m working on translating this short story, and you surely know by now what I think about that kind of job. (I hate dislike it very much)

But it is as it is! All for the good of writing!

Camp WriMo – Update

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Thursday, April 18 – and the day before Easter. My concern right now, is when and if  I’ll have time to write anything on Sunday, since we are having a family meeting then. Mixed feelings, in other words.

You see, my writing for Camp WriMo has exceeded my anticipation hugely. Yesterday’s contribution made me almost reach my first goal, 15 000 words. To be exact, that day I scored 14 943 words. In 17 days, I reached my original goal, you could say.
Yesterday was also the day I wrote the most. 1 651 words.

A week ago I raised my goal to 21 000 words, and yesterday I raised it again to 24 000. And I am a bit ahead of myself.

It’s hard to remember how things were 10-15 years ago. I know I wrote a lot during 2006 – 2012, but it seems like I’ve increased something in me now. Like I’m letting go even more freely now, and kind of surrender myself to the story, It just comes by itself, it seems, and find its way through me, from somewhere bigger than I, and down onto the computer. I just love the process and handing me over like this. When writing the first words, not knowing what will happen next, and then just follow it along.

I also think I’ve re-found my own tone now. I’m recognizing that humorous undertone, quirky personalities, and odd dialogs. Really glad that this is still in me. Being a part of me.

Soon, very soon now, I’ll begin to write today’s scene, or scenes, don’t know yet what it will be or how much. I will exceed 1000 words though, hopefully even pass 1500 – that I have decided. Oh! This is so exciting!

If you haven’t already, why not read This scene!?

Where do I get it from?

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Let’s say a month ago, that anyone had told me that I soon, very soon, would be writing every day – I wouldn’t have believed it.

If I also would have been told, that I not only would write daily, but also that I would be writing on a dystopic fantasy story – I for sure wouldn’t have believed it! And increase the amount I write every day!!!!????!!!! Oh gosh!

But now, a month later, that is just what I’m doing!
It started with the prompt that led me to write “The Solar Eclipse”. It was very inspiring. Then, on April 1st, I joined Camp NaNoWriMo. I set my goal low. Only 15 000 words, which would require 500 words per day on average. It went well! Better then I thought it would, and I decided two things. To count in the words I wrote for blog posts, and raise my goal to 21 000 words. Which would require an average of 700 words per day.

It looked really good on the stats. Felt proud and happy and satisfied.

Two days later I regretted adding the blog posts words, so I skipped them – and recounted each days achievement. But kept the 21 000 word goal.

So the curve dipped a bit on the scale, but that was temporary. Yesterday I wrote no less than 1289 words!

And today – first I finished with 962 words, but then I got an idea for one of the other characters and that idea ended up with 397 words. So in all today – 1359 words!!!

MY GOD!!! THANK YOU FOR ALL THE INSPIRATION!

I realized I work a bit different now than I did way back then, years ago. I don’t edit each scene equally much now – just what I have to do to be able to move on. I can’t let a misspelled word be misspelled. I have to correct it. I also have to check, control, look for the “right” word I need to get it all right. As I want it to be.

Hey! I write in English, not in my native language Swedish, remember!
So, of course, I have to search for the right word now and then. 
Quite often actually... HAHAHAHAHA

Instead, I keep on pushing the story forward in a much better way than I did way back then. I got to keep writing, every day, don’t I? If this enhancement in how I work when I write, is due to the Camp WriMo or if I have matured as a writer – well! I must say – it’s a little bit of both!

I have to keep the story going, new text each day – and I have more confidence in myself that I actually have a story inside me that wants to be born.

But I didn’t know, nor realized, that at its full intent a month ago. I thought: how do I know what to write? How – was never a problem. Just, what. And it showed it wasn’t a problem after all.

So, guess what? It happens all the time! Even though it takes 100 words or 300 sometimes before I really get going.

And I love the story, and I love being in the middle of it.

And do you know what more?
I wing it all the time! Have absolutely no idea what will happen next. It’s me and my inner self who cooperates. And we do it very well.

Very well, indeed!

 

Just a piece…

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The “story” below is just one of those inspiration texts I wrote in one or another of my writing classes. Recently I translated this into English, just hoping I was able to find the same tone as I have in the original Swedish version – and the right English word for it. As I’ve mentioned before: I love to write, but I hate to translate my Swedish texts into English. And yet, I sometimes do it anyway

At the writing lessons during those years, we were trying all and everything, and always encouraged by our teacher. Including testing how to write in second person – you, and not only in the traditional third person – he/she; or in first person – I. That isn’t the most common way of writing, neither in Swedish nor English, but thank goodness – there are authors who do. I love that!  –  And of course: First person and present tense – together!!! WOWWWW!!!!

The header image is a photo I've taken,
and than edited in Pixlr.

“Carefully and silently you are threading forward in your soft moccasins, gazing alternately at one side and then at the other. You reflect you have never been wandering here before. You don’t recall the path and you don’t recognize the trees with their awkward, crooked branches.
That little pond with its frogs and salamanders, you have never seen before, not even in your dreams. You also ponder, it’s odd you haven’t seen any other creatures around. Nothing bigger than a stable rat has crossed your road.

Suddenly an owl is hooting nearby, and you flinch for a brief second. In what world am I, you ponder in silence, where owls are hooting in broad daylight, and the suns are spreading their hotness, and the meek wind is making the grass rustle like a heap of dry leaves. The dangerous grass. The bristly grass. The grass you have learned to be wary of and avoid.

Warily you thread further in silence. Hiding for a while behind the trees that follow your path. Attentively looking your way around before threading carefully along. With each step, you get more aware, more alert if anyone, anything, will show up in front of you, or behind. From heaven, or from deep down in the earth.

Behind you, your horse whickers and joggles his mane. His hot breath blows in your neck, and he gently puffs his head against your left shoulder

”So, so, Mackie”, you calmingly whisper. Because you sense how unsettled he is. Under the black and white coat, you touch the rapid beat of the pulse and the muscles restrained lust to run. Something is worrying him, and you are aware of it yourself. The suspense which like electricity vibrates through the air.

You take a deep breath and tell yourself to be still. To stop and listen. This emptiness can only augur suspicion.

Far away, on the other side of the desert, through the sun illuminated haze you can descry the mountain ridge. It stretches along the horizon like a dead dinosaur, and you know you have to cross the desert before the darkness falls upon the earth. What happens at nights are way too dangerous. You squint toward the sun, shadowing the eyes with your hands, and try to estimate how long time you have got. Four hours, you reckon, maybe five. If you’re lucky, that is. Would be better to camp here for the night, but you know you haven’t got that time. You must reach the mountains before it gets dark.
You water the horse, then you water yourself, but carefully since you know you have no spare when it comes to the life-giving source. Then you stretch your arms and stretch your legs and bends your back until your eyes meet the heaven which is almost white.
The heat is wearing you out, but you have no choice. You have to go, and you call on your horse to follow.

You are not aware of it yet, but when tomorrow morning the second sun cleaves the horizon, there is not much left of the world you know.”

So, it has been friend-thursday again

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It was really hard to write something for Camp WriMo today. Okay! The day isn’t at its end yet, there are a couple of hours left until midnight. But still! Do I really have to settle for 456 words only? I was aiming for at least 700 to the Story – and then also a couple of words here on the blog.

A couple! HAHAHAHA!!!

Guess I’ve been a little bit too much occupied with other stuff today, and the mind has not settled into writing mood yet. Let’s see how the mind feels after some evening snack. And I don’t mean crisps and chocolate.

Chocolate?!
Mmmmm…

Yes! It’s Thursday today! My friend-day!
In the afternoon, at my women-dominated-friend-group, sometimes a guy called Jim joins us. Men aren’t forbidden, you know, but we see little of them.

Charles, the priest, comes now and then and says “hello” and have a cup of coffee and chat for a while, but it’s certainly not every Thursday. But this Jim fellow comes quite often. He works with the teenagers in the church, but there are hours when there is no teenage gals or guys present. They won¨t come until 6 PM, and when all his paperwork is done, Jim has not much to do. Until 6 PM. So he comes and chats with us. You could say, he is helping out with the deacons tasks.

So he comes visiting us! And we really do appreciate it, all of us do. He’s such a nice person! Young, I guess he might be in his early thirties, and seems to be able to talk about all and everything. Last Thursday, he and I discovered we were equally nerdy, and in the same way. Fantasy!
OH! The word fantasy doesn’t cover it at all. We talk here about Star Trek, Dr Who, SciFi, other worlds and dimensions and parallel universes, time travels, shapeshifters… ALL you can think about under the labels Fantasy & Science Fiction. And don’t forget about Mythology!

He’s also managing these role-playing games with the teenagers. He showed me a book about it, and what kind of characters the players can choose from. There was also some history of those mythological characters.

Such a treat! Someone to talk nerdy with! 😀 And the ladies around us were in a totally different world. I mailed him my first “chapter” of the Solar Eclipse, and he wants to read more. He thought it was catchy, he wanted to know what will happen later on in the story, and got really hooked, he said, in the end where I wrote that the time was dead.

Yeah, I too want to know what will happen in this story, with these characters. There is five of them now, including the Villain. There can’t be a story without a Villain of some sort. Especially not in a dystopian fantasy, as mine.

Time flies when you’re happy

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Suddenly I realized I haven’t been writing any blog post for several days. Four, to be exact. And with emphasis on the word “writing”.
I have been writing for Camp WriMo though! Every day!

When the sun sets and the horizon glows in pink and orange, I ask my inner self: What will we write today? And from who’s perspective? And – if it’s not too early, it has to be at least dusk, I get an answer. So I grab my Mackie, open Scrivener, and start writing. And have immensely fun while doing it.

You know! This is like reading a book! I haven’t even the slightest clue what will happen next! My inner self knows, and this collaboration makes this sooooo fantastic and wonderful! I kind of like not knowing what will happen further on in the story. Okay! Some hints and thoughts I have, but very general ones.

After breakfast today, the first breakfast, I organized a “word-report” and used (actually) Excel for it. Made one column for April 1st to 30th,  one column for the number of words written for The Eclipse, and one for what I write on the blog!

Yeah! Why not! It’s writing! And my first and foremost goal is to get back to the habit of writing daily and regularly! It also seems like this blog, at least for the time being, is very focused on my writings to Camp WriMo.

Nevertheless! I had to correct the number of words I’ve written. I wanted all to assemble with how it looked on Scrivener – this day this many words, and the next day that many. Get all in order and also be able to see the progress from day to day.

At first, it looked totally wrong! Why did Scrivener show a lot more words when I hit the “Manuscript” than when I manually counted the files together one by one? I found the answer. One text that I had translated from Swedish to English, and then adapted so it would fit the character it was meant to – I had forgotten to add it! It was still lying in another folder!!! But in the same head folder as the Manuscript itself.

This work took some time completing, counting and recounting, adding proper formulas to get the table as I wanted it, but finally! I had it! Every day had its own text. The very first one – the one that lies here on the blog as well – and the one I had forgotten to add, earlier and thus chose to add as today’s “job”. Well! Now they are all there! Updated both on the Camp WriMo stats, as well as on my own excel-file.
I’ve now written 7329 words! Not counting this blog post, though. Not yet.  (Here and now – 454)

I actually also raised my goal on Camp WriMo from 15000 to 21000 words

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