While writing my thesis I kept a bit of creative writing going on the side. This second project might seem a bit crazy for someone who seemed to have an almost negative amount of time in which to finish her degree in but I loved it! This extra material turned out to be an ideal escape that kept my fingers and mind active in the writing process while allowing me the freedom to write WHATEVER THE HELL I WANTED TO WRITE. This brief escape into fiction would keep me working long into the night
Now that my thesis is complete I can devote all writing time to this lackadaisical writing project I have brought to Vancouver. Now that I enter week three of my focused writing, the words that effortlessly flooded onto my computer screen in the fall have turned into a slow trickle. For example, last Thursday I spent the entire day writing away only to see that I had completed roughly five pages over the course of seven hours. I no longer felt as connected with my writing and it made me feel as though a close friend decided to end our friendship. I felt lonely.
Today I decided to shake up my routine. I walked to a local coffee shop, one that I hadn't been to before, I checked email, facebook, and my favorite blogs for about a half hour and then shut everything down and got to work. I pulled out my moleskin notebook to draw up some characters. For roughly two hours I sat down with my blank book, my soy latte and my imagination and waited for anything to come words, images, thoughts; I wrote everything down.
Before today I was always able see and imagine my characters, but after this pause to reflect I felt that these characters could now breath and think for themselves. I wrote down physical and emotional descriptions, and personal histories. I drew up a chart that connected all the characters to one another. When I finished I reviewed what I had compiled and felt an urge to look them up, see who might be similar. Turns out Anjelica Huston fit in perfectly and I could not be more pleased with this discovery.The words returned to me and to the computer screen.
While I didn't end up finding an ideal fit for every character, it was nice to see some fleshed out versions that worked quite well. I spent the rest of the day writing with new found vigor and urgency. The writing no longer felt meaningless because I had further developed people that are now full of their own meaning and purpose.






























