I wrote about 2.2k words today in ITND–not a bad amount, but I feel as if it could have been much more. I think I spent more time thinking about the novel than I did actually writing it, which is either 1) a sign that I’m procrastinating too much, or 2) a sign that I’m slowly building momentum.
Trouble is, it’s hard to tell the difference between the two. When I haven’t worked on a project for a while, I’m often restless for a couple of days before I settle back into the zone. The weird thing, though, is that while I’m pacing restlessly around, I’ll be writing out lines of dialog or paragraphs of description in my head. Weird.
I think I’ve got a good idea where I’m going with this project, though. The thing that hung me up on the first attempt was that I did a poor job introducing one of the viewpoint characters (Kyla Jeppson), even though I did a good job outlining her. I’ve given that scene to my online writing group, so hopefully they’ll give me some good feedback tomorrow. However, I still have to read the other submissions, and it’s getting late, so I’ll probably just cut this short and go to bed.
But first…what the heck, provo craigslist?
I swear, one hundred years from now, our contemporary attitudes towards women will seem as wrong-headed and despicable as the last century’s attitudes seems to us. Honestly, which is worse: turning women into domestic house slaves, or turning them into mindless sex objects? And we consider ourselves feminists…
…but that’s a post for another time. G’night!
The more time I spend as a SAHM the more I realize that although SOME people probably were domestic house slaves in the 19th-early 20th century, probably that view is mostly a fabrication from our vantage point. Because seriously, somebody has to do the work, and it’s a lot of work, and it’s rewarding, and I’m sure a lot of women wanted to do it.