Pearls of Life

so, news, news, news. quite a lot happened since last night.

ok, ever the last few days i've been really apathetic. i spent most of yesterday morning staring at the wall. i am not kidding. i had my computer off and was just sitting, looking. and thinking a little.

since davidnarby's last post i've been having synchronisity things happen all over the place. first, will wheaton posted about how a computer crash gave him the opportunity to watch a humming bird out his window. it hit a nerve inside me, made me think, "this is right." then steve pavlina posted about living in the moment, seeing everyone in his world as an extension of himself. he wrote two (or three) posts about his new state of mind, and every one of them had to do with listening to what the world is telling him.
so i think, maybe, that's what i was doing yesterday. listening to the world. or more, i was listening to the fact that i wasn't inspired to do anything at all, and i wasn't fighting it. i went with the apathy.

anyway, whatever it was, it was amazing because of what happened today.

i've been having trouble coming up with a good ending for my novel, or maybe not a good ending, any ending at all. i scrapped the ending i had, based on bad feedback and my personal feeling that it wasn't good.
so last night, i had a dream. as i do most nights (actually my dreams for the last few nights have been all over the place, but when i wake i can only remember a few images). but last night i dreamt about zachery and someone called the mentor. i spoke with the mentor and when i woke up this morning, i had the inspiration i needed to write the new ending.

so i got up, all cheerful about my day's writing. and then i went into the room and the first thing i noticed was my pepper plant. it's better. it's leaves aren't wilted any more. it seems my plant first aid worked. i texted penelope_stone at 8:45 to share the good news. then i sat down and started writing.
between 9am and 2pm i wrote 2,500 words. and most of them are good words, i think. i'm almost finished. i just have one scene left to write (maybe two).

today has been a good day.

ps, the cherry tomato is almost as tall as the pepper, but it's not as big, yet.
pps livejournal's new tag select means i put way more tags on my posts. mad.

right - another synchronicty - i was inspired by a dream, and the chosen theme on phantom was dreams.
another cool thing, i randomly found jennifer jackon's blog, right here on Lj. it came up as a recommended on my google reader, but mentioned nothing about ms. jackson. i looked at it based on the coolness of the name alone (et in arcaedia, ego). as i was reading through it, a thought came to me: this could be jennifer jackon's blog. i clicked through to the user info and sure enough, it was. amazing. for anyone interested, she is arcaedia.

right i'm really going now.

Winter Dreaming

I wrote 3,000 words today. I'm shocked. That is really amazing! I'm think i'm finished chapter one though (i say think because there are two scenes still left, but i think they would do better in chapter 2). Its cool. Chapter one is 12 pages (9,000 words) long. That's kinda long.
The reason why i wrote so much today is because i only wrote 2 sentences yesterday. Me and daddy went to the beach instead. It was amazing: a perfectly clear winter's day. The sun was warm, there was no wind and it was dry. The tide was in (just turning) and the waves were huge. They crashed against the rocks throwing spray ten feet into the air. It was refreshing and invigorationg.
We stayed for the sunset. Then on the way home the temperature dropped rapidly and we could see fog forming on the hills around kinsale. It was mystical - the sky was a deep red fading to indigo, the hills were ghostly. It seemed like something straight out of fairyland. It was cool.

So yea: i havn't much else to say.