D: Picture it, if you will – a bent figure emerges from a nest of blankets and coffee cups. It stumbles. Its legs are weak and it is nearly overcome by the debris that surrounds it.
It is A.
She went into the weekend an uncertain warrior, and has emerged. . .
5 signs you’ve taken writerly hibernation too far:
1. You’ve been sitting at your desk so long, the cats start to think of it as sacred space, and start sacrificing their mouse-toys to your benevolence.
2. The furnace dies, lights start winking out throughout the house and you’re pretty sure it may be the end of days in glacier form outside your door, but damn, this is a good bit and you just can’t stop now.
3. You shun email and any other form of communication for so long that you’re thinking a ‘scorched earth’ policy might not be so bad – that can work in cyberspace, right? Right?!
4. You realize it’s a good thing you made a casserole or two before you closed the door on human interaction, otherwise your child might have been SOL when it came to dinner.
D: True story. TC came wandering by at some hour past dark declaring himself hungry. His mother’s reaction (which, remarkably was not to tell him to invade turkey)? Mumbling something resembling: Yeah, food. Just a sec. Five hours later he’s had dinner, desert and whatever else he could rustle up in the fridge, and A is still buried beneath her blankets clacking away at the laptop.
A: I was at a good part.
D: The beauty of this list is that the entire weekend was a ‘good part.’
A: I know. I’m excited.
D: Aside from the fact that I think you killed me –
A: Oi! Spoilers, Druid. And I did not. I’m still editing that bit.
5. A song that is not harmonious with the predominantly soundtrack-like playlist you’ve developed for your writing somehow pops up. Under normal circumstances, you love this song. However, during witerly hibernation, your reaction is to break into tears because you were so close, and jab at the iPod until something far more pleasing appears.
D:This may be accompanied by muttering and swearing, and it may cause your child to raise his eyebrows and back slowly out of the room.
A: He did not – only when he started singing along with one of the songs, which may or may not have induced me to snarl at him, was there any attempt to tiptoe around the writer.
D: And then someone accused you of listening to a dirge.
A: Well, it was a bit intense.
D: A bit?
A: Okay, so OD-ing on The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug soundtrack, and Florence + The Machines for three days straight may have been overkill (if you aren’t me and you don’t have a penchant for dirge-like music to begin with).
D: And then you went and added the Henry V soundtrack to the mix.
A: At least I left Braveheart out.
D: Thank the gods for small mercies – I’m not sure smearing yourself with woad and shouting “Freedom” would be all that conducive to your efforts.
D: That’s an experiment for a different list, A.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to listen to Thorin wax deeply lyrical about misty mountains cold and figure out just which Irish ‘otherworld’ D has managed to lose himself in! Good night, folks and thank you so much for reading!
15 thoughts on “It Lives!”
HOW GOES THE BOOK?
Great – revised draft of the end is done. Now, to edit!
And here I was feeling guilty for burying myself in book launch preparation (and just HAD HAD HAD to write the two stories that popped into Jessica’s head — oh, and the tumblers finally popped loose around a certain Bayou…. stay tuned!) but it turns out I’m not the only one who has to completely immerse themselves in it when the finish line is in sight.
Do drop by when you’re feeling sociable!! Bring pancakes.
I am there already, reading Ms Jessica’s perfectly-titled piece 😉
I need to work on an electronic delivery system for pancakes!
Sounds like you had a wonderful weekend, Katie!
We really did!
James Horner sure has a way with melody, doesn’t he? The Braveheart soundtrack came up just the other day in one of my playlists as I was doing something that right now isn’t so important anymore. Anyway, I love his scores–they’re emotional and majestic and open my mind to the worlds he creates.
Also ‘scorched earth’ policy when writing sounds about right! LOL 😉
His was the first soundtrack that I ever bought – and was hooked. It’s a beautiful, emotional, stirring and deeply sad all at once. I dug it out when I started writing again, and it really helps access the feelings I wanted to convey in the book.
Ahaha, I just love the imagery in this post. Oh boy, the world ending bit and having to finish up just this last bit, too funny. 😆
I’m really not a messy person, so when it turns into crazy-land at my house, everyone knows, “Katie is writing…. stand back!” 🙂
I’ve so been there with the music issue. In the zone with a fight scene and a soft song pops up. Total derailment for a few minutes.
Mine was Devil Went Down to Georgia – Great song, but so outside the general theme of the other music, and so not part of the world I was in the middle of building!
That’s a dangerous one. Very catchy and can get stuck in your head.
Oh yeah – especially when there is a young man who loves it! 🙂
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