A little over a week ago I mentioned the new blog I’m planning to start. I know I said I’d have something up last week, but I’m a little behind. But don’t think I’m not following through, I am. I actually spent part of Friday afternoon out doing some observation. I actually came away with a rather bizarre/surreal event to write about. To be honest, I could keep it completely non-fiction and it would still sound like I was making it up. Not entirely sure if I’m going to fictionalize it yet. I’ll play with it this week. In the meantime, writting “THE END” on the WIP is the primary focus this week…well, that and some work. I hate when that has to get in the way.

Make Music PasadenaDecided to pursue one of my non-writing pastimes today–a little live music. Today was the first Make Music Pasadena festival. MMP is based on the annual French music festival, Fête de la Musique, which I attended several years ago in Paris. This was the first year for Pasadena. I must say, I was rather impressed that the hometown managed to draw some good acts.

I didn’t stay too long, but did enjoy a little Autolux and Raveonettes. The 100+ degree heat was a little unbearable. Admittedly, I’ve braved 3-days in the desert in similar weather conditions for Coachella, but this was a little rougher for some reason. Maybe I wasn’t mentally prepared, or maybe it was the asphalt which just seemed to soak up the sun and bake my shoes. Still, Autolux was good, despite some audio issues. Saw them last fall at the Detour Festival and have to say they were much better this time around. At least I thought so. Had never seen The Raveonettes before. Missed them at Detour. I liked. Apparently, the lead singer was a replacement since the usual one is pregnant; so, am wondering how my like will translate to their album. But still, am checking it out.

Hope this becomes an annual event. Curious to see where this could go.

Must add: I actually took the bus to get there. Admittedly, I don’t live that far from where this all went down. But still. I will take the Metro in LA, but have not taken the bus here in over 15-years. (But in my defense, I lived on the East Coast & Europe for 10-years and never drove once while there–metro & buses all those years.) Decided to be environmentally friendly, plus, wasn’t sure about the parking or traffic situation. All in all, not bad. Might be willing to take the bus from now on when I want to go to Old Town.

Mood: Sun-baked (and a little pissed–I should be at Coachella, but I’m not, and I’m missing Portishead and Prince tonight.)

Currently Listening to: Lucky by Bif Naked

I’m behind. Horribly behind. I will not meet the 100-page goal for the month. I have accepted my failure, embraced it, and have moved on.

At this point, I’m just shooting for 50 pages. Currently at 40. Should have no problem getting there.

Will not be able to type THE END at the end of this month, but at least am closer.

Not all is lost…I’ve realized a few things along the way.

  • I have no clue whether this should be written in 1st or 3rd. I know I’ve been going back and forth all along, most recently settling on 1st. But I’m back again and dangling somewhere between the two. Maybe I should call it a draw and find some middle ground a la Marguerite Duras in The Lover which I just reread recently. But, unlike Duras, my MC is not reflecting on her childhood/the past. She’s if anything telling the story in the present or the recent past. So, I don’t think I need the POV split that Duras needed. God, who knows. The harsh reality is that I’m probably just going to have to suck it up and write a complete draft in 1st and a better 3rd POV draft and then compare the two. I know the current 3rd draft is not a good gage to compare the two. This draft is all about just working through the plot and the characters. I’ll be the first to admit, it sucks shit! And, no, I’m not being overly dramatic. It truly sucks. I know I’m just doing a word/idea dump. It’s just me figuring out my thoughts. There might be a few paragraphs here and there of text that are salvageable. But I’m expecting those to be few and far between. So, far from done!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I’m not frustrated (thank God!), but am just a bit anxious. I want to get something done. I want to get it done. I want to figure it all out and have the full story.
  • I NEED to work on other things while I’m working on this thing. I attended a panel at the LA Times Book Festival at UCLA this afternoon where the authors were talking about playing around in different genres and experimenting with new/different parameters to just keep your creativity going and to also see what else might be lying beneath. So, new plan. Want to try and write for at least 30-minutes every day using some kind of prompt that’s not about the rules (like characterization, POV, or dialog). No, this should be about using 3 random words in a piece. Or writing about the last person you talked to. Who knows, something might come out of it. Whether it’s related to the WIP or not, I realize I just need to play.
  • I need ice cream! Coldstone’s Birthday Cake Remix to be exact. Must go get now. Screw dinner! That was the grapes anyways, right?!?!
  • I need to start reading more short stories. I’m constantly reading novels, but I think I need to read more new short fiction. Might be time to pick up some lit mags or anthologies.
  • Not that I’m competitive…yes, a total lie…but I’ve been getting some good feedback from my instructor on my pieces. Yeah! And yes, I did compare the comments I got to the ones the other students got (the one plus to an online class!), and I can pretty much say that I’m getting better reviews then they are. Sorry, bad I know. Humor me.

Ok, time for ice cream. I’ve been good all day, plus, I need something to console myself for being here and not in the desert.