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So, dear Interwebbing Net,

I am planning a little thing, which is turning into a big thing.
I've wanted to make some people I really care about try out The Artist's Way, and realized that these ladies may be more able to fit it in if I made some sort of offical-like group for it.
(Read, my mom and her friend, who keep very busy doing stuff to help people get well.)

So!

In a couple of weeks I'm going to be starting a read-through of The Artist's Way. I'm also adding on the use of therepuetic essential oils, ones that support all the emotional processes you go through at different points in the book. That part is a grand experiment.

SO

If you are interested in doing that with me, give me a holler! I'm hosting it mainly on my essential oils FB page: Resonance
You don't have to do that part to join in, but if you're curious there may be some good conversation on it.

I'm starting some little blog-videos to jump-start it, esp. with people who don't necessarily know me, and this one talks about the main parts of doing the Artist's Way: the journalling, and the artist dates.

Still working on not talking too fast for the quality of my laptop mic. This is hard for me, since I'm trying to keep it natural. X)

I have been writing like I remember being normal for a couple days now.

It feels weird. "How long has it been since I wrote like this?"
"How come I was in such deep denial there was something off?"

And then the worse questions:

Why do I feel like after working on writing for several hours, that I've done nothing much?
It's an attitude I have to work out, because this is what I DO, this is what I want to BE.

If I feel like when I work for hours I've only been indulging myself, if it's easy then I must be doing something wrong and if it's hard, then too...

Well golly. No wonder after about 15 years my insides said, "I DON'T CARE. FINE, I'LL SHUT UP."

Which is rather eye-rollingly typical of my psychology. I don't know where a mostly quiet person gets off punishing people and herself by quitting talking, but lets face it--sometimes it's the only power a girl has to assert herself.

I think I'm settling down now; faced the music, am kind of at peace again, but with a more relaxed stride and less cluttered mind.

I am working on my next novel, working title "Pact of Magelords".

I have too many books out from the library, and feel like I work on so many things all day but run out of day to do what I wanted. Pretty much back to normative here.

But I'm still having to think out some of the repercussions.

For example, when I went to Viable Paradise, I had great, mind-expanding encounters--and the only feedback that really stuck with me was the most negative, and perhaps irrelevant piece of advice. In fact, I'm pretty sure that's why I latched on to it.

Trying to rework my mind around the idea that I don't need to validate myself by being successful with short stories. I am doing well with poems, and I think my novels are not half-bad. Maybe I should stop pouring so much energy (just EMOTIONAL energy) into trying to get marketable short stories out of myself.

There was something else, but I've forgotten. Maybe I'll think of it again tomorrow. That's okay, too.

Along with The Artist's Way, I'm doing a physical detox. It's a weight-loss program from the essential oils company that involves a tea with nice oils and herbs, a fiber-heavy smoothie powder...and I've been using the therapy oils.

I don't know, but I think it's both assisting AND compounding the affects of this reprogram.

One of the main points Cameron emphasizes is on the surface kind of weird:

Your artist is a child. One that needs to be rewarded, and taken care of as such.

Having read a fairy tale involving a child as the wise one who rescues the psyche in Who Run With Wolves, this kind of has an interesting crossover...

With this in mind, I'm listening for that child's voice--and at this point, I'm kind of being forced to hear it. "How am I feeling? Well, baby-Bethany is mad. Why? Heaven only knows."

( read on, ye strong of heart ... and forbearance )

At least my inner child seems to like K-Pop as much as I do. I had kinda wondered what that was all about...

As I work through this, Women Who Run With Wolves has been on my mind. It's an exploration, rather than a workbook, but delving into the same territory.

Feeling particularly bruised without a real response to it, with the things brought up in the last chapter, I looked over the chapters in Who Run With Wolves and picked out one--Sealskin, Soulskin. As I thought it might, it really complimented Way, a more musing, narrative angle to start my thoughts on a different track.

I think it would be interesting to see those used as companion books.

Then again, I'm not sure a mind could handle all that awesome at once, it's a pretty good thing I've already read Who Run With Wolves and can just pick up a certain reading that feels appropriate.

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This is the week The Artist's Way is making me hurt.

It's not so much the actual content, just what's shaking loose. "List ten ways you are mean to yourself" Cameron says, and I look at the list, horrified at the hateful things I think about myself all the time.

What started this? Why do I let it go on?
I've started avoiding writing the pages because it's not pretty, it's not easy, and I don't know what to do with it.

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One of the things about not listening to music for a week, is that starting about two days in, any strains of produced music I hear are GLORIOUS.

It's very weird.

Next week I think I will do the completely-no-reading version. So I may be extending my ignoring-the-f-list discipline a little more, though I HAVE been checking by...well, basically, by those of y'all who actually COMMENT on my posts, say.

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One of the things I got up ready to do today was attack an ancient history to-do...

And I discovered this quilt that I lost steam on and kept not getting back to...was actually turning out ugly.

But I was hoping it might not be...but I also didn't have the energy to rethink it all. Tearing the blocks apart now, because I totally can do better, and some of the fabric is just a fat-quarter's worth.

Besides, the blocks will still work, it's the combo of what colors were going where in my sort of complicated scheme to unite the four elements that didn't.

My color theory has got a lot more no-nonsense in the many spinning hours I've put in sense then. (Not to say there aren't mistakes, but I DO know when I'm taking a risk, and I DO know what is going to work most of the time.)

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Also,

rhinemouse, you know that Nemesis-world novella I was promising you?

I think it's actually going to be able to be converted into a follow-up novel.
I am kind of hoping this will fill my feeling of not being ready to write something completely new but still being game for some serious editing.

And it is already so much better as a novel...

So this week's squicky task for the creativity is a reading deprivation--no reading. Period, end quote.

Since I've already practically given up my only TV (I've watched way less than the one episode a day I allowed myself) in a way I felt like I've already done a pretty serious deprivation--which has been helpful!

She describes this as an enforced fast so your mind HAS to fill the void, though.

I'm planning to give myself a little slack for reading, but add an equally important stream of input to the ban: music.

This will be a complete ban.

When I was writing Letters to My Nemesis, I knew that the mix of first-person-blog POV was going to be a tricky one. I decided in advance to not let myself listen to music while writing, at least not for a while. I listened to a couple of pump-up theme songs and THEN started actually writing.

I'm very auditory--music is a stream of information that occupies me so much I don't listen to new songs while trying to do something else.

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I'm also going to be limiting my online-reading drastically. I don't include the chummy LJ blogs that are more like correspondence than information. But, I may be catching up on those sporadically, since my F-List Page is a bugbear of so many different things.

Feel free to comment here it you want to bring my attention to something!

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This week she talks a lot about the shift of identity that can happen while doing this liberation of the creativity.

I am trying to face the fact that doing my yoga Sun Salutations to the gleeful strains of LMFAO's "Party Rock Anthem" may be actually

me-like.

I have a feeling other people have been aware of how idiosyncratic I am, when I was clueless. -_-;

Also, I've realized I settled when I changed my LJ name, and when I later came up with the perfect ID and used it for Tumblr...I really wish it was my handle here, too.

idiosyncreant
which is more like my previous "anachred" in feel and geekery. More playful. Like my ideal "gossamer-on-glass" would have been...

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ETA:
I LOVE THE NEW LJ BANNER T____T
this week's reading also said we might be a bit of an emotional rollercoaster, and yes. I've been very excitable...

On my new discipline...

I have started doing a creativity workshop kind of thing that requires writing three pages of stream-of-consciousness every morning. I am horrified by how whiny my conscious, streaming, is but I've been spending the rest of the day in a fairly good mood so...

it's working?

Also, on my one-episode-only attempts: I fell down on that for a couple days while suffering from this creeping inflammation, but got back to it the past couple of days.

Astounding discovery: I run out of things to do before 9PM if I do this.

Which is perfectly cool by me, since I'm trying to get up earlier, too.

Intervention Program Status

Today I only thought about getting on the Internet 3 times instead of 15.
I did break down and use my own Internet on my own computer with my own bookmarks yesterday. I did not write a whole 2000 new words, either. But I figured it's all about moving in the right direction...

photo found searching for "november sky"

Book Report Card

I did not write on the same project today, but I decided to allow that.

Until a few years ago, my system of priorities in writing was fairly regular. I had one project that was the Main Project, and a few others waiting, including a Side Project. The Side Project was picked up when I was stuck on the other. Occasionally, it took pre-eminence after kicking into gear and replaced the first Alpha Book as the Main Project.

I've had various theories running around each other in my head like competitive gerbils about why all my projects felt like Side Projects lately. My two courses of action have been:
- Purposefully delaying starting a book (something I've forgot to do in a while)
- Allowing myself to nominate a Beta Book

(also found under "november sky")

Stats
So, Backlash Girls is functioning as the Beta. Today I worked on that, and also wrote a 1500 word story that is probably Not A Story, but hey, tale as old as time as far as I'm concerned... (It's about the Song of Endings, in case this ever comes up.
And, hey! I wrote over 3000 words today, even if none of it counts toward a strict NaNo tally.

Current Mood: awake

I'm writing this from someone else's computer. (One of the approx. 10 in the house...)

I am not being held hostage, have not broken anything, or lost my Internet service.
I have, however, decided, to revoke my connection privileges until I remember how to Write for Serious.

I'm kind of using NaNo as an excuse.
I'm not sure I'm going to be focusing on word-count so much as writing ONLY for some time every day.

Obviously, I'm going through withdrawal. I've only scribbled on two pages so far, though I did also create a bad map, racial distinctions, and
decide to make international tensions a much bigger factor in my heroine's Senior Project. I may be here every day just to whine.

But. I DIDN'T get on the Internet probably 8 times before I came out to take a break.

Current Research Roster:
Odd Girl Out: bullying among girls
Introvert Power: reclaiming the internal gifts
Blink: what we know without thinking

Current Location: ugh, do I hate the smell of chamomile tea...

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so I wrote a poem I don't hate yesterday
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Entries tagged with disciplinary action

The Artist's Way - book club

The Artist's Way - Week Seven, latter end

The Artist's Way - Week Seven

The Artist's Way - Week Six, mid-season

The Artist's Way: End of Week Five

The Artist's Way - Week Five

The Artist's Way - Week Four, Latter End

The Artist's Way: Reading Deprivation

The Artist's Way - Week Four

so I wrote a poem I don't hate yesterday

Day 2 ~ Renaissance of Dubious Habits

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