To date this year I have read less, written less and edited less than at any time last year. In fact, the only New Year’s resolution I have been able to keep so far has been to eat less chocolate, and that was only because I was staying at other people’s houses so didn’t know where their chocolate stashes were.
Is it me, or is it January?
I won’t let myself get too worried yet, but if things haven’t improved by next weekend I might have to do something drastic, like say no to some social events!
Dear me, even this blog post is a record short one. Roll on Fruitful February!
On Thursday Adelaide was the hottest city on the planet. Fortunately I wasn’t there, I was in Melbourne where it was only 43.9’C (111.02’F). Gee I’m glad I brought all those jumpers over, such a good use of limited bag space.
There were some interesting discoveries this weather led me to… Firstly, the air conditioning in my car doesn’t seem to work as soon as the ambient temperature goes over 35, and secondly, I go such an alarming shade of red when I get hot that people stop and watch me to see if I’m going to fall over dead, or just melt into a pool of flesh and hair.
It is not the way a woman wants to stand out in a crowd.
This was meant to be my week off where (between social engagements) I was going to write up a storm. Instead I’m barely able to stay awake the moment I go into any air conditioned space (including the supermarket) and I can’t even focus well enough to move my eyes down to the next sentence when I’m reading a book, let alone trying to write one.
So this week has certainly answered my oft ruminated query; is hot or cold weather worse for writing? There is no doubt in my mind (and any that may have been there has certainly melted out and been flushed away in an ocean of sweat), hot weather dries up the creative juices far more efficiently than the cold weather can freeze them.
Bring on Autumn!
I always find it amazing how sometimes time stretches out forever and at other times it seems to have twice as many seconds packed into every minute. Even as I get ready for work in the morning I am struck by the way some days have me ready ten minutes earlier than others, despite the fact that I’m doing the EXACT SAME THING. I know the scientists out there would say that the difference lies with me, and that on some days I’m just in go-slow mode, but could there be more to it than that?
The next question I’d like to ask is if others have their ‘go-slow’ days on the same days as me? I’ve already picked up on how often those of us in the office are convinced it is Wednesday when in fact it is only Tuesday, and this in weeks where there are no public holidays. Is there more to time than the linear system we have come to believe and depend on?
If all our seconds slow down and speed up at the same time, wouldn’t it then follow that it would be impossible to measure this change? And then you need to ask the question of do we influence the change? Will a room full of kids sitting their end of year exams speed up time for the rest of us?
There is no question that perception plays a part, good times go fast, bad times go slow, but what about all those un-emotionally tied times, like getting ready for work in the morning. Why would those times sometimes fly, and sometimes drag? Especially when, like me, nearly every day at work is the same, so it’s not like I’m dreading going in.
I guess I just wanted to share this with you so you could get a small insight into what I’m thinking about when I stare out the window. Maybe with a head filled with these sorts of thoughts I had no choice but to be a speculative fiction writer?
Well by now a lot of you are back at work and don’t feel like anything has really changed since 2014, and let’s face it, nothing has. I often look at our pets on NYE and think how odd they must think we are; a bunch of people all carrying-on and staying up late on this one (apparently) random night. Then again my cat seems surprised by, and then eats, her own fur off the floor, so maybe I’m being a bit generous attributing such thoughts to her.
But it is a good chance for making public declarations about what we are going to do more of, less of and goals we want to achieve. So here are my writing resolutions in no particular order:
- Submit at least one story every month
- Review feedback and edit my stories within a week of attending writers group
- Write at least 100 words a day (this is to form a habit, I don’t think 100 words a day will finish any of my novels)
- Upgrade my blog
- Out-loud edit every story before I send it anywhere.
I also have a list of stories that I want to finish or re-write, but the plan is that that list will grow as I cross off the completed tasks throughout the year. The story names will be meaningless to you (and are very subject to change) so I haven’t included that list here.
Feel free to give me your writing resolutions or make suggestions for some that I should add!
Happy New Year! I hope 2014 is a peaceful, prosperous and environmentally friendly year.