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15 December 2019 Regrouping and Goals

It’s been a long weekend.  It’s been a great weekend.  I enjoyed family Christmas this year.  It’s been a time to regroup.  I foresee that I will be tired for most of the week, that’s okay.  It’s winter, that happens.  I will fight it and write a paragraph day just to say I wrote something.
There will be three things I will work on next week for my writing.  I will brainstorm for writing 3 sonnets.  Although, sonnets may be a little stressful with the iambic pentameter.  The theme for the poems: faeries.  I will look to Christina Rossetti’s The Goblin Market.  I will work out what my next projects will be.  Now is the time to take an agressive approach to my writing.  Then I will start the editing and rewriting of the my current project.  I will work on making the story a single focus story.
What that means is that I will pick out all the scenes that need little to no reworking, a good thirty to forty pages.  After thinking of how to make the story a single focus idea, I thought of just using a witch hunter.  No daemons, no witch in the tree and the wood-witch, no cthulhu, no Odin and the power of Thor, no mystery who done it sort of thing, just a plain single focus story of a posh wizard and his soon to be girfriend/wife fighting a witch hunter.  I can have Lauren fight Luna for Jack as a subplot conflict.
After that I may write out the idea of the sequel I thought of when I was in England.  Then I would need to write a connecting story, but that those are really future projects.  If I can just get one project finished, I have an infinite series of stories I can write.  Which is why I’m not really ever going to be a professor of creative writing unless I’m like 60 and want to take a break from the writing world.
I decided that I will embrace everything.  I embrace the dream I had ten years ago, (night vision).  I embrace my ideas of writing.  I will work on the idea of a single focus story and use the idea imitation to improve my craft.
I embrace myself when many people cannot see me a valid person.  I watched an episode of Father Brown where there was a May-December relationship, where love was key.  So I embrace myself, my personal life and my personal choices.  I embrace my ability to learn French.

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