Started working on a plot outline for #YesNovel and then got suddenly super excited to write a #firstdraft and spent the rest of the evening thinking about #WheelNovel. Just feeling grateful for ideas and creativity and the call to write.
Started working on a plot outline for #YesNovel and then got suddenly super excited to write a #firstdraft and spent the rest of the evening thinking about #WheelNovel. Just feeling grateful for ideas and creativity and the call to write.
Focusing on healthy spaces. It was the Fab Five from @queereye who made me realize just how much my disordered spaces both represented and enforced my disordered insides. It has been a SLOW SLOG, hampered further by physical illness/limitations, but I’m getting there!
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I’ve learned a lot from @home.by.eleven (and wholeheartedly endorse her if you need help organizing your own disordered spaces– she’s a genius AND a maniac β€οΈ). I have this feeling that 2021 may be the year I actually catch up and correct some old habits.
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I’ll be 39 in a couple weeks, and I just want to feel calm. Ha!
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A weird, good start to the year: slammed with fatigue, I didn’t leave my room till 3:30 pm. But I finished a book and started a new one. I ate a salad and cleaned my room a little, including making the bed, which I almost never do. I watched a movie and started to figure out a revision plan for #YesNovel.
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Just like 2020, I’ll take 2021 one day at a time.
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Death runs like a thread through these poems, weaving in and out, never subtle, rather, “death is the magnetic north of poetry” here. β The fourth section hit me hardest, because “The Ghost in You” by the Psychedelic Furs began to play, and the first poem is one I know well, only here Collins made the smallest changes, so it was like finding myself in a dream in a room I know I know but cannot place. β The Furs sing, “Angels fall like rain/And love is all of heaven away,” and everything collides: the new year, and whatever comes next and next.
MN Christian Writers Guild Teen Talk 2020 by Jackie Lea
Here’s the presentation I gave earlier this week. I hope it’s helpful to someone out there!
I got a fascinating email today; it was from a librarian who runs a teen writing workshop, and they had used some resources from my website. One of the young writers– Anna– wants to write for film or theatre, and she noticed I didn’t have resources about script/screenwriting and wanted to share a link. You can read it here.
I love that Anna noticed a gap in my resources, found her own, and then paid it forward by sharing it with me. I’m always amazed by the kindness of others.
Light is coming, friends. Metaphorically: we are starting to see the end of this insane season we’ve been in; the tunnel has an end. Literally: after December 21st, the days start getting longer. And futuristically: Anna, her friends, and other young people will be writing the stories.