Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Drawing again

I have started a drawing class again. Every Tuesday night there is a class run by the local Arts and Crafts group. The woman teaching is lovely, and very helpful.

I was the only person there tonight as Dawn believes no one realised that classes were back on again. Usually there are 4-5 people. Some people draw, some do watercolour and some oils or acrylics, so I am going to gain exposure to a lot of mediums and will be able to try them anytime.

Dawn believes I have some talent (yah!) and is really encouraging and helpful. Helpful is the best part. Her guidance tonight was great. I am drawing a still life that she set up and she is guiding me towards completing it in pencil. I'll post it here when it is complete.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Catching up

I did find time to sit down with my story for the competition (due in at end of January) and have now decided that it is much too staid, not at all like my usual style of writing. So I am going to have to ditch it and start again. I was happy to get the story finished but now... I hate writing sometimes. I just want it to work and I can't get the story to work. I get readers to give me feedback but I still can't make it happen. There are amazing ups and downs with writing.
I look back at a previous entry about writing this story and I was feeling quite upbeat about it.
And now here is the down.

Something has changed since I had Katie. I seem to have lost my writing voice, that nasty little twist to the story that I liked so well. I mustn't be feeling the need to get the nasty out onto paper at the moment. Maybe all that talk about baby brain is true?

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

New story finished

At least, as finished as it can be until I re-edit again!

1970 words for a 2000 limit. Funny how knowing there was a limit
I was able to keep within it without really trying, in fact staying pretty close to it.

The story is called Believe in Me and I will be submitting it to the Conflux Short Story competition which has a theme of heroes. It is called that until I come up with something better, maybe.

What is it about writer's never being happy with anything, even after it is submitted? Are we always looking for that perfect line? That perfect ending?

Anyway, feeling pretty good about finishing the story.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Writing Again

I have managed to write an ending to the short story I want to submit to the competition with the Heroes theme. I just need to tweek it now and then will send it in. Deadline is end of January. I think I am happy with it, now just need to run it by my favourite readers. The max word count is 2000 and it comes in at 2111 before the final edit. 

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Centennial Park Adventure

K. and I went to visit Peter's cousin Leonie for the day on Friday.

She has been house sitting for a friend in Woollahra and suggested we go for a walk to Centennial Park. K. loves being outside and loves parks so it was a good idea.

K. walked the three blocks up Ocean Street to the Woollahra gates entrance and we entered the park. We walked past the area where they have the Open Air Cinema set up and then down the hill towards the kiosk and kids play area. K. chased pigeons, said hello to a German Shepherd and in the shade of a large tree we stopped and sat on a bench for morning tea. She bent and inspected some tracks left by horses hooves and then ran across the green open space to the kids swings. There were quite a few other kids there when we got there, so we decided to buy some food and drinks and sit in the shade for lunch. By the time we had finished eating, the swing was clear so K. could have her swing.

After swinging, we headed up the hill through the paper bark trees and Moreton Bay fig trees to the Paddington gates.

K. was getting pretty tired by now and we walked fairly slowly. I ended up carrying her part of the way to speed things up a bit. We walked down Queen Street back to Ocean Street (via a Gelato cup stop) and back to the flat, where K. had some quiet time in Leonie's bed before we left to drive home and miss the traffic.

We were out for about 3 hours and K. just kept going. She's like the Duracell Bunny that never stops. I think she would have fallen flat on her face asleep than stop and admit to being tired.

This Moreton Bay Fig tree was on the way up the hill to the Paddington Gates. These are the most amazing trees.