The Creative Process
The Beginnings, cont'd
Shouldn't have stayed up till 3 in the mornin'...
Sleepy? Frustrated? Or just takin' a break? I don't know. Maybe I got frustrated with carbon copy fanfics and got burnt out trying to figure out a way to get the characters to Middle Earth non-typically. I mean, how many ways can you actually do without going into a lot of detail? My hair looks rather red in this picture. Very, very odd. This was before I dyed it, too. And my arm is very pale.
Cats are vital to inspiration...
Actually, that's just my excuse by being distracted by the wonderful kitty o' mine. He wandered up as I was partaking of the notes. And yes, he is missing a front leg, in case the picture looks weird to you.
The Taming of the Shrew? Nah, the Taming of the Hair...
My hair gets distracting, so I pull it kicking and screaming into a low ponytail. Anyone got a brush? And again with the pale arms!
Back to the grind...
Finally, more note taking! My hair looks really weird in this. Hey, that diskette is gone!
Pause for Reflection...
At least that's what it looks like. I'm looking over what I've written, to make sure it's what I want to say.
More distractions...
What am I looking at? The gay neighbors? A bird? The cat? I don't even know! Whatever it is, my notes lie forgotten...
Finally, more partaking of the notes...
Yes, back once more to what I'm supposed to be doing. Once again, my hair looks weird.
Reach for the stars!
Or the camera. Either one. Notes are taken, and I'm ready for the next step!
NEXT: TYPING UP THE MANUSCRIPT!
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