When it comes to writing, with me specifically, anything can affect my flow. Just like with an artist, the mood of the artist influences what the artist paints about. This week my writing fell victim to school. Yes, school.
Now some of you may have already known that I am in my second year of university studying Media and Communications. This is the semester for choosing “area of specializations” or what some refer to as “majors.” Before i started the course I had decided that i would do my major in Journalism. That was short lived when i realised my major could be contemporary prose (which is my first love anyway). We have three options of specializations to choose from – Journalism, Advertising, Contemporary prose and Public Relations. So I went into this semester with the intention of specializing in Contemporary Prose, but also well aware of the fact that the communications programme is a very broad one. That being said I wasn’t really worried about where I’d end up after uni if i didn’t choose one of the ‘other’ specializations because they make sure to verse you on all the areas for the 1st three semesters.
So imagine my shock and disappointment when after selecting Contemporary prose for my specialization, reading an email saying the course was cancelled for the semester. I kid you not when i say I was sick for the entire day.
Point is now i have to select something differently entirely, which at this point I’ve decided it would be advertising. *sigh* Lord have mercy on me this semester doing something I have no heart or passion for.
I now have to find a way to put this behind me, move on and stop complaining and get back to what makes me happy. I’m working on it.
Ever been revved up to write something but when you start you kinda go “Huh?”
Yeah, that’s been me for this last week. I have a book idea bubbling in my head (haven’t written in about 9 months mostly because of school.) for a week now. Started writing it out a few nights ago, got pretty far but then i felt like something was missing. So I tried starting over and adding a few things and BAM just like that everything falls apart. It’s just not flowing like it used to!
Whenever I used to have writer’s block I used to listen to some Enya (whoohoot!), maybe read a book (looking at plot development and all that), try to visualize my characters in a movie (I’m a very visual person) and then I’d just go!
I think I maybe need to go back to doing that and pretty soon because I’m getting frustrated.
I’ll give you an update tomorrow. In the mean time what do you recommend for writer’s block? any new stories out there you guys working on? Let me know what’s up!
This is a compilation of quotes that mean a lot to me.
I’m doing a whole different blog on each quote and who it was by so stay tuned!
She’d shut it out for so long
She’d forgotten what it was,
How it felt,
What it meant
She’d forgotten how it made her feel
How to react,
How to say it back when it was said
She’d forgotten how it made her blue cheeks red,
Her green eyes glisten,
Her iced heart melt
She’d forgotten how it made the butterflies flutter,
Her heart jitter,
Her tongue stutter
She’d blocked it out for so long
She’d forgotten how it felt to crush,
How it felt to fall in love.
-By Aliceia Dawkins (Yours truly)
Chase Sullivan is content with his life as a photographer and his freedom to go to bed with any model of his choosing on any night. While returning from a photo shoot one night in the middle of a hail storm, Chase notices a car off the side of the road up ahead and a woman in trouble. Being the gentleman he is Chase pulls over to see if he could offer her some help but he never expected to find the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on with an overwhelming pull to want to love and protect her with every fiber of his being.
Chloe Peterson is having one of the worst nights of her life in a string of really bad nights. Running from everything she’d ever known, her soon-to-be ex husband, her job, her home, the last thing she needs is for her car to be totaled in the middle of a hail storm. This gorgeous man who pulls up to help her could be the change in her sting of bad luck, but given what she is running from Chloe second guesses trusting him.
The Look Of Love puts an interesting twist on a romance story. A book that takes you on a journey as Chloe and Chase – two characters you can’t help but fall in love with – discover what it really means to love.