Nano is time consuming. Useful, sure. Satisfying, eventually. Fun? Well yes and no. It seems to involve a lot of bashing at the keyboard – my ‘e’ is looking pasty and, oddly, my ‘s’ has developed a squint – followed by some creative staring: into space, at Dog, out of the window, into the kettle (I’m testing a theory about watched kettles and have moved from an outside study: that is ascertaining the ideal distance from which to study the kettle so that it isn’t distracted from the matter in hand, viz bringing the water to the boil – to the consideration of the inside only my glasses steam up and my beard has withered somewhat in the heat), at my nails – pretty much anywhere other than at the page.
And it is apparent that my creative juices need a bit of a boost. Flagging. Drooping. A lack of pert. When Nano is done…
December is coming and I’ve promised to pen a short story as a guest author. I want to write some other stuff. I’m working on memoir of my mum, too, using some of the posts I’ve done about her here on this blog. And I’d like, maybe to do some more.
Here’s the thing. Can you help? All I want from you is a word or two. A prompt. Maybe a phrase. Nothing specialist – like the word for the inside lining of a camel’s spleen – but just something that might trigger a memory. Don’t be too obvious. Or modern. She didn’t really do ‘modern’. Just pop them in the comments, I will sift through and see where they take me. I promise to do a little blog-pluggery if you are chosen.
Let’s see where it takes us.