I've just signed up for Literate Kitten's 'Fess Up Friday. It's a public declaration, where participants will "confess" to what they did (or did not) do for their writing goals for the week.
Of course, I don't expect deathless prose. I am not a natural writer; for me, writing requires great effort, and lots of editing. However, I thought I will do it just for fun.
Just because we can't all be Roger Federer, doesn't mean we can't enjoy tennis, right?
From the words of Patti Smith: "In art and dream may you proceed with abandon."
So, with abandon, here's my late entry for last week's 'Fess Up Friday:
I daydream a lot. It's probably my favourite past-time, and it helps me through long bus-rides and other long stretches of boredom. Recently I decided to pick up on an idea that came to me during a daydream. I decided that I want to write a romantic comedy. in novel form. It's chick-lit fluff, hardly the works of grand literature. Why? Because I want to write a simple love story, where we work with the best of intentions - but still screw up along the way. Most of all, because I thought it would be fun.
I spent several hours last week trying to name my characters. The naming is important, because with the names, you give them form. It's all about background at the moment, giving the characters relationships, careers, aspirations. One of the main character is the owner of an organic farm, the other just happens to be a cute red-headed sous chef. One is definitely vegetarian - but I'm wondering if the other should be as well.
Both characters however, wear sensible shoes.
I think I need to read Alice Waters's The Art of Simple Food for research.
Oh, and I was also compiling a Playlist of "Wrist-Cutting Music" - the soundtrack to write to. List includes Sarah Maclachan, Rachael Yamagata, The Cure, Patsy Cline - and Serene recommended Nick Drake. (Anyone else has any other recommendations?)