Writerholic's Anonymous

Gah!  I'll get Days 6-10 posted soon.  Days 6-9 are actually a sort of digest version of my weekend, since it all tied together.  >.>  Not much has been going on besides me working really hard to get my word count goals every day.  One of these days I'll have some extra creative energy to actually do something worthwhile in my journal. 

Today has been rough, I haven't hardly had any time to add to my novel.  People keep coming by my desk, I have to work through my lunch... The stars just aren't aligned today for me to get anything done.  I'm also finding that I don't have as much encouragement as my creative soul wants.  Only three people really give a flying flip about my novel, or the fact that this is the first time I've seriously sat down to write since Professor King destroyed my writer's spirit back in 1998.  Or that this is the first time I've competed in the Nano and gotten past 3000 words.

I feel like no one cares.

In truth, my Journey of Excalibur (JOE) novel has been rattling around in my head for two or three years now, but starting it has always been the most difficult part.  The first chapter deals with Excalibur's forging, which I feel should be a more significant process than "POOF! There is a sword!"  I also feel that Excalibur is the sword that designates the Once and Future King; shouldn't it also make an impact on the lives of those it comes in contact with on its journey to Arthur?

I feel I have an epic tale in the making, if I can just get it out of my head.  The research is killing me, though.  I nearly quit my novel tonight, because I couldn't find a floor plan or any details on exactly WHAT goes into a forge room.  I googled and googled and googled again, but the results that came up just weren't what I was looking for.  I was ready to throw in the towel.  Again, as with many times in the past, JOE was proving to be too big for me to handle.

Yet, my husband, blessed soul that he is and the one REAL supporter I have in all this, pulled me away from the computer, sat me down to a hot dinner, then curled upon the couch with me to watch a movie.  JOE was forgotten for a few hours and I was able to get to sleep without pulling my hair out.

Nearly defeated, but saved in the nick of time.  I will not be defeated by JOE.  Tomorrow is coming and there's a word count to be had.