I did not go prepared upon a quest: To dare abandon life, and honest home, And first trespass in lands unsafe to roam Was surely error, even at my best. My days were long, with lessons harsh to learn. The nightly dreams of glory lost their gold; The wonders of the trail soon grew old. At last, I dropped all plans except "return". But then, I'd left the marked and easy track. I wandered blindly through the haunted lands, Went on past friends, charged through at false commands, Forgot the map — and no roads now lead back. The quest I thought abandoned comes again: A hero I'll become, or here remain.
I’ve been busy on several fronts this week. As well as my editing goals, I started looking into buying a house, and that in turn reminded me of various other financial things I needed to sort out.
Fortunately, I came back from the holidays with plenty of energy. I got editing done on three days (out of the five left when I joined), and I can’t do much more house-wise until I spot one I want to buy.
After all that rushing, I’m hoping I can focus just on editing this week, and not tire myself out.
Good luck and happy writing!
I missed the goals post, so I’m joining a bit late this round.
My objective this month is to finish the short story I was working on last round. I’d like to have the current edit done by the 15th, and a finished version posted online by the end of April.
To accomplish that, I’m going to make it my sole writing goal: work on editing five days out a week, or six if possible, until this is done.
What I do on next month will depend on how the short story goes.
I’ll post an update around the beginning of March.
Asdie from writing, I’m keeping my usual reading goal (a book every two weeks) for this round.
Good luck and happy writing.
I went to see the “Rose of Wonderland”.
“A flower fit for princes,” I was told,
With yellow hue as bright as burnished gold,
And sized to fit exactly in a hand.
The pamphlets all extolled this floral gem:
“The bush is truly grand,” did one declare,
While others praised “the sweetness … on that stem”,
Or told of “lasting beauty, past compare”.
I paid my fee to walk within the wall,
And found that tree-filled garden held no rose.
It took some time to find the flowers: small,
And far to high for scents to reach the nose.
I left betrayed, and only now I know:
Sweet, rounded fruit from apple flowers grow.
Last week started well, but I didn’t keep up the pace.
I wrote every day from Monday to Friday — including three days editing my short story — then got nothing further done over the weekend.
That said, I enjoyed what I did get done. Coming back to the story daily helped a lot with staying focused on finishing the draft, rather than randomly redoing things.
I doubt I’ll post the story before Thursday, when this round ends.
Even if I haven’t met that goal, though, the attempt seems to have helped my editing skills. I’m feeling a lot more confident about being able to post a short story than I did at the start of the round.
Good luck and happy writing.
This was a productive week, but not in the way I’d hoped. We had a house inspection on Friday and spent most of the week preparing.
The house is now much clearer, but it hasn’t helped my writing. :-)
Although I caught up on the short story on Saturday and Sunday, I didn’t quite meet my general writing goal — only five days this week.