Well, today I got to spend a few hours with soulmate. She is down to LA on the way to a funeral for her aunt, then another service for a friend on Saturday, which we'll do together. Anyway, I drove across Los Angeles at rush hour, the wrong time, starting from ElSegundo at six thirty and getting to LaCrescenta at almost eight. But at least we got to spend a few minutes holding each other and whispering sweet nothings. You'd think after twenty-six years we'd get bored with it, but I'm not anyway - don't think she is either. Why write romance if you don't have any?
BTW, saw an interesting quote on Twitter #nanowrimo. "No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader" - Robert Frost. I found it to be... compelling. I often get moved by my characters and the situations I find them in. Much of my poetry and some of my writing is about loss - someone (thanks Ciera) pointed it out to me. Being a Celt, I think it comes with the bloodline. In the work I'm doing for NaNo this year, the heroine suffers a terrible loss. I have to admit, she is a composite of a number of women I've had the privilege to know, who have shared their pain with me. It is the thing of which tears are made - if you dont, you have no soul. And trying to translate that, to migrate that to words has been difficult. It has been moving. Hopefully, if Frost is right, it may be worth while.
Enough - I am trying to move my sleep pattern back a little this week - soulmate will be down here all week and we will have time to spend together. Wow. It's been a couple of weeks since we've been together. This is a great week :)
Words today: 2,415
Total: 34,662
Good luck to you all - keep going. Think of Hemingway sweating over a manual typewriter, throwing away much of what he wrote. At least we get to keep ours - until we start revising
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