a cat of impossible colour

Tracking the progress of a novel (and novelist). Also, how much coffee is consumed in the process.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Monochrome!

18 July 09
18 July 09
I felt like being all one colour today. We're still running about like headless chickens getting everything ready for our trip, but we managed to take an hour this afternoon to visit dear friends who got engaged last night. Congratulations, you two! (You know who you are).

I hope you're all having a great weekend!

Friday, July 17, 2009

New shoes!


17 July 09, originally uploaded by acatofimpossiblecolour.

Off for a day of thrifting! (After doing a few hundred chores). These gorgeous new shoes are from BestFriendAlly, and I just love them.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Minutiae

16 July 09
16 July 09
I might as well just staple this skirt to my waist, I wear it so often! I'm not usually a denim girl, but I love the asymmetrical closure and the little waist-ruffle on this jacket.

I was all set to run errands and be a Productive Member of Society today, but then fell asleep for three hours. Whoops. Oh well, I must have needed it. I feel marvellous now. Nothing nicer than napping under a blanket by the heater. Tomorrow I'm off to a new thrift store that has just opened, and then out to a party in the evening - I'm planning to wear a taffeta fifties dress that I thrifted a little while ago.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Bad blogger!

Sorry, I'm a hopeless blogger this week - I feel terrible for not responding to everyone's comments and keeping up-to-date with links. It has been a stressful and busy few days, as we prepare for our trip next week. One of the less useful features of my personality is a tendency to become easily overwhelmed, and I'm struggling to cope with everything at the moment. Please bear with me, and things will be back to normal soon! I do appreciate all your comments very much.

Monday, July 13, 2009

By hand

Oh dear, I've been unintentionally absent for a few days. Thanks so much for all your comments on my last post - a lot more of you than I expected have never seen those television shows either! I feel better about my living-under-a-rock-ness. And, as expected, I fell completely in love with Pushing Daisies (we couldn't find Mad Men). Such a gorgeous, surreal show. Amelie-influenced, possibly? It's so refreshing when you come across good writing on television. There are some wonderful shows out there, but, sadly, a ridiculous amount of them get cancelled far too early. I can now understand the outcry when Pushing Daisies was cancelled, and I'm still grieving for Firefly.

I've been away from the blogosphere because of general busy-ness caused by preparing for our trip. I can't believe we're leaving next Friday! It doesn't seem real. I also can't believe that I'm going to be meeting my agent and editor. In a way, it still feels like it never happened - I think this is because all the communication has been through email. Part of me (the neurotic part, which is a large and powerful part) thinks that it might all be a hoax, or that I imagined it. I re-check the emails every so often to make sure, but meeting Vivien and Liz will make it concrete. Which is exciting, and also terrifying!

Working in longhand is really helping me at the moment. I became very stressed about my first draft a couple of weeks ago, after I discarded those dreadful 10,000 words. I put a lot of pressure on myself to catch up as quickly as possible. Since my brain is a small child, it rebelled and resisted in every way possible. Writing longhand has provided a great solution. It might not work for everyone, but it works for me. Perhaps it will help you, too

Why writing longhand makes a difference

1) My handwriting is dreadful, particularly when I'm writing fast. I vividly remember my Grade Three teacher pointing at me and saying in front of the whole class, "Your handwriting is disgusting!" She also told me off for holding my pen 'wrongly.' I still hold it that way and, yes, it looks pretty strange, but it does the job. Anyway. Sometimes it can be hard to decipher what I've written. In deciphering the handwriting as I type up the day's pages, however, I automatically edit my work. It also makes me think about each word I have written, as I have to transcribe it from one medium to another.

2) My hand is slower than my mind, and it can be frustrating trying to keep up with my thoughts and get them all done in time. On the other hand, it forces the brain to slow down, which can be a very good thing. I can immerse myself in my work more easily than when I type.

3) I don't need to lug a laptop around and worry about it being broken or stolen. I did have a scary moment this afternoon, however, when I realised that I had left my notebook on a sofa in the cafe (cue desperate sprint back). I suppose people are highly unlikely to steal a notebook full of indecipherable gibberish, though.

4) My writing changes. I pay more attention to each word and sentence because they take so much longer to create. I am more aware of the music and rhythm of it, because I have slowed down to such an extent that each sentence sounds and echoes in my head as I write it. I suppose it's rather like listening to a book on tape, while typing on a screen is more like watching a movie.

5) I find it easier to finish an entire scene. When I'm writing in Word or yWriter, it's easy to move back and forth between different scenes. Sometimes I'll just write one or two sentences, a quick outline, and then leave the scene for later. This is rarely a good idea - I find, for me, it is best to write in the fervour of the moment, when I am still excited about it. Writing longhand means that I can't refer to other sections of the book and distract myself from the scene on which I'm working.

6) There's a physicality to writing in longhand as opposed to writing on a computer that is very satisfying, and quite freeing. I'm more involved with my materials, like a little kid happily squishing around with finger paints. I know that I am 'making something' when I type, but it feels much more like 'making something' when I can see the ink moving through the pen and feel the scratch and scrape of the nib on the paper.

7) The book I am writing is told in first-person. It feels very natural to write in longhand for this particular project because I am transcribing a character's thoughts. Writing longhand feels more 'real', like writing a diary.

8) It reminds me of the days before I had a computer to write on, when I was small. I would spend hours filling up exercise book after exercise book with stories and illustrations and maps. There's a secret, childish joy in doing this again now.

9) I am a very visual person, and I struggle with the black-and-white-ness of writing. Black words, white screen. I see the events unfolding like a movie in my head, but when I emerge from the fugue state and look at the screen, it is not very inspiring visually. In a notebook, I can doodle little pictures and patterns. I can make fancy illuminated letters at the beginning of sections, and draw little maps. It is great fun.

10) Since I am not at the computer, I can't indulge in my beloved Internet distractions!

11) Ideas seem to flow more easily when I'm writing in longhand. I am not sure exactly why. I think it may be because sitting at a computer feels like 'work'. I can check my word count, see what page I have reached, quantify my writing. On a real-life page, however, I can't be that methodical. It takes some of the pressure off, and lets my creative mind relax and fool around a bit more.

12) I write more. No idea why this happens. Again, perhaps it's because I can't endlessly check my word count? (word count is to Andrea as Vicodin is to House). Also, the inner critic isn't as vocal as it is when I am typing. I think this is because I can't backspace or re-write things as easily. I know I will be editing later and can't do it right away, so I relax and get on with the composition.

I found this fantastic blog post which describes the experience beautifully:

But when I write longhand, the experience is different. I think it is because that critical part of my brain is busy picking apart my handwriting (which truly is horrible) instead of my prose. It tells me that my handwriting is atrocious. And it gets the satisfaction of being right. But who cares? While it’s busy the words are just rushing out. And they’re not henpecked or second-guessed before they’ve had time to cool. They exist in a flawed, but pure state. This kind of prose has a feral power that seems to be lacking from the things I type. Maybe that’s not it, maybe it’s just harder to get my head in that effortless writing space when I use a keyboard. But whatever the case is, writing longhand makes it easier for me to reach a writer’s high. - Patrick E. McLean

I am not going to abandon my computer and writing software anytime soon, but this has been a very interesting experience. Does anyone else write in longhand? Why, or why not?

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Friday, July 10, 2009

In which I am shamefully ignorant of pop culture

10 July 09
10 July 09
I'm spending a relaxing day with a friend (will make up for it by working on the weekend!) watching episodes of Pushing Daisies and Mad Men. Neither of which I have ever seen before, despite many people telling me I will love them. I've never seen Gossip Girl, either. I am living under a rock, apparently.

The dress and the cardigan I'm wearing are both swap gifts from the lovely Amber, and I just love them. Thank you so much!

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Thursday, July 09, 2009

The sun has got his hat on ...


9 July 09, originally uploaded by acatofimpossiblecolour.

Hip hip hip hooray! The sun has got his hat on and he's coming out to play. (Anyone else grow up singing that song?)

I'm off for a long walk to a cafe on the other side of town. The walk is designed to blow some mental cobwebs away, and I'm taking a notebook rather than my laptop because I want to see if writing longhand will produce some different results. You know, changing the method to change the quality. At least, that's the idea. I'll let you know how that goes.

Update

It worked really well. I sat in The Chocolate Lounge (and drank hot chocolate brought to me by the Antonio Banderas-lookalike waiter) and wrote several pages of longhand. Also developed a good character idea. So the experiment was a success! I think longhand forces your brain to slow down and be 'in the moment' a lot more. It also removes a lot of the pressure - you can't check your word count.