Couch to 80k Week 1 Day 7

Haha! There IS not week 1 day 7. But I’m in the habit now, so I thought I’d continue today in the spirit of the entire week of it. (If you’re coming in late, Couch to 80k is a writer’s bootcamp, 20 minutes per day, 6 days per week – 10 minute pep talk, then 10 minutes of a writing exercise. It’s an 8 week course and you read all about it here).

As this first week has been all about lists, I figured I could make my own list – and since I’ve been noodling, from week one, with one of the character names that I really liked that came from one of those lists (Curiosity Vanderbilt, space detective!) I thought it’d go with “Things a futuristic PI could investigate” with 10 minutes on the clock.

Here’s my top 3 (of a reasonably long list)

1) Missing person who has been turned into 10 other people, each are aspects of the persons personality, none have complete memories of who they are.

2) The PI witnesses their own murder via time dilation

3) Femme fatal who turns everyone she meets in to another version of herself. Exponential growth means she’ll become the entire universe if not stopped.

Starting the next week tomorrow! See you then.

Couch to 80k Week 1 Day 6

Whoop whoop! And that’s week 1 done.

I enjoyed that a lot. For a couple of reasons; 1. I’ve tried couch to 5k and this is a lot easier. And 2. It’s the start of a journey that, I hope, ends with me writing for myself.

Day 6 was another list- and I think we’re done with lists now, Things you’d find in a protagonists bag. I’ve been slightly surprised to find out what my brain does when told to just go off on one. On the names list it turns out I – well, I dunno if I’m good at it, but I churned out a lot of names that I really found fun and interesting (and now anytime I see a two word combination I think “Oh would that make a good name?” I mean, “Quaequam Blag” is a Betelgeusian exclamation, as seen in 2000AD, that means – more or less – “WTF”. But now, I see it as a really fun name for a bank robbing alien.

That’s the good bit. My brain is slowly rewiring itself towards writing.

I feel like deep inside me there may be a decent writer – to be honest, if I didn’t think that I probably wouldn’t even have started the thing. I just need to give myself the tools you need to begin to write and, more importantly, to finish things you write.

One unfortunate side effect, is I can hear Tim Clare’s dulcet tones when I read books on writing now – narrating the book to me. This is, largely, I think, down to the fact that I binge listened to a whole load of his podcast “Death by a 1000 cuts” (of which the couch to 80k is part).

I recommend the podcast. I don’t recommend the binge listen (I can even hear the bugger reading this blog post out as I type it.)

Oh here’s my top three things to find in a protagonists bag:1. A small mobile phone, small buttons, with a green screen and a battery that lasts for weeks. There is no signal.2. Nothing. A null. A void. Emptiness. Loss3. Old B&W photo, from the vietnam war, three of the people have a red line through their faces, the top left corner is folded in.There were, of course, much more. But I liked those three. Tim talks a lot about “Crunchy Specificity” – in other words, get to really clear specifics. Not the house, but the small terrace that was built in the 50s, roof tiles covered in moss. Not a packet of sweets but a packet of starburt, torn at one end, but closed over so the remainign sweets don’t spill out.(These are not good examples). Anyway. You go and do it. If I can do it, I bet you can do it better.

Couch to 80k week 1 day 4 – Writus Interruptus

I’ve been trying, as best as I’m able, to make the early morning the time when I sit down and do the couch to 80k writing boot camp (it’s a 20 minute podcast, with 10 minutes set aside for a writing exercise). I tend to go to bed late though, so it’s not always that easy to get up – and then we have kids, so there’s a certain mania in the morning. The best time has been to get up with my wife (an early riser) and before the kids are awake.

Monday’s are the only day that is -theoretically entirely mine for working – Annette does the kids in the morning, and then she’s off doing her thing. (She works Tue/Wed/Thur and is studying so attends classes on Friday).

SO I figured I’d get a chance to get some work done. I tried one other time to set up and work in the living room, but soon discovered the TV blaring behind me (as I sat at the table with my back to it) wasn’t as relaxing as one might hope. So I quickly scooted out to do the 10 minutes of writing that Ct80k requires. This morning though, I closed my studio door, sat down and started working – with the door closed the kids outside it were muted and easy to ignore (we’re in a flat so there’s no upstairs/downstairs, just one floor with my studio room being right in the middle).

Right in the middle of the 10 minute writing exercise, my wife scoots her head in and asks me to do one of the boys breakfasts. And to be honest, I wasn’t terribly prepared for how the flow of work would be interrupted. As a working artist, spending hours on a single page you get used to stopping and starting – it’s awful, but after a while it’s the norm, so you pick up and put down fairly easily (don’t get me wrong, it always makes things take a lot longer or become impossible). I suspect knowing I had only 10 minutes though made the interruption way worse than it should have been. Today’s exercise was to write a bunch of physical descriptions (though I’m not entirely convinced that’s exactly what I did) but once the interruption happened it was just … bluerch.

So what I’m saying: let your loved ones know you need 20 minutes, tell them (my mistake was just retreating into my room to work).

As for the exercise itself, I tried to be a little too clever I think – and ended up not even 100% sure if what I did was what was asked. Oh well, it was just an exercise.

More tomorrow.