Friday 19 November 2010

Special powers

My mother warned me not to watch too much TV. Especially TV series. Ok, my mother didn’t, but someone else certainly did. I knew it would go wrong one day. NCIS, Bones, Dr. House, Heroes, Prison Break, Gillmore Girls… The latter might be the less harmful of them all, but you never know.

The Great Deep Unconcious has chosen Heroes. Which means – people with powers. I must have some powers too. I do not heal instantly (tried), I cannot become invisible (tried many times), I cannot split in two (many attempts failed), I cannot fly (even though I do not need pills to travel anymore), but there must be something! Walking through walls for example.

Yesterday I decided to try this special power of mine. I was at a friend’s place and left in a hurry because I had to go home and call my mother. Once in the lobby of the apartment building I didn’t bother opening doors. That’s too slow. Walking full speed through a glass wall seemed much more efficient. So I did. Walked through the glass wall. Or… Well, at least I‘ve tried…

The wall resisted. All I managed is to leave a clear full colour imprint of my forehead, nose and lips on the wall. I took a step back to admire the image. But I couldn’t really see. I couldn’t really breathe either. I sat on the stairs for some minutes getting myself together, fighting the pain in my head and the nausea. When I could see clearly again, I looked at the imprint on the glass and decided to wipe it off with my handkerchief. I left the building through the door. How dull.

I was worried half of my face would turn blue the next day. “If they ask anything at work I’ll say my boyfriend hit me” – I thought after I told him the story and he laughed (!). But it turned out ok. Nobody noticed anything and the pain is almost gone now.



Crying was a part of the experience.

Sunday 7 November 2010

No plot = BIG PROBLEM

Even though Chris Baty thinks no plot is no obstacle to writing a novel, my result oriented self thinks it is. I haven’t reached 3000 words yet, but I’ve already changed the direction twice. I started from zero to see where it would bring me. I changed after 500 words because I’ve got an idea about a plot as well as about some of the main characters. I was determined to stay in the mainstream fiction genre, but that was boring. Besides, the plot didn’t seem exciting anymore. At 2700 words I felt a need to change. I’m not sure the plot will work, but I feel like trying. And the genre is changing to geek-chick lit.

While I was struggling with my writing I used an old Vogue magazine for some early Christmas crafting.

And when I decided to change the plot and the genre, I needed some internet research (love it even more than writing!) and stumbled upon this:


Lykke Li is my favourite.

Friday 5 November 2010

Sperm shortage

Flying EasyJet can be quite entertaining. Look what I found in the on board magazine:

I have started writing. The novel is called '152'. From now on you can see my word count at the right side of this blog. I have to reach 50,000 words by the end of November. Feel free to tell me off if you think I make too little progress!

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