This week has been a bit of an eye opener for me. Firstly I have made some significant steps towards getting better, mentally. And I have also made some big steps in my editing.
I think last week I spoke about cutting the word “was” down, and I have gone from 900 odd, down to 547, and I still have 7 chapters to go in editing Medusa. I have stumbled on Chapter nine, which is where she turns men to stone, because I want this to be different. I want them to be petrified, but run away, and it is proving a little harder than I thought, because I am writing from her point of view, not theirs, so it is hard to describe what she looks like when you are looking through her eyes! I have to try and reflect the horror and terror in their eyes, faces, body posture etc (see, I knew by writing this I would find a solution).
I have also started making shorter chapters, about 3 – 5 pages each, and I think this will help with the flow of the story. Once I have finished the edits, I will have a quick read through then send out to some readers, because I want to get this off my desk!
Health wise, I made some big steps towards recovery and taking my power back. It is surprising just how much I gave away and then wondered why I felt so drained. I am only functioning on a day to day basis – people ask me what I am doing in the weekend, and I just shrug – still trying to get through this day! And I have a calendar on my wall with all my appointments and important dates noted down, because if I don’t, I will miss an appointment. I just can’t get my head to focus on lots of things like I used to, but that isn’t a bad thing. It is nice to just focus on one day at a time, because I was never promised tomorrow.
Sounds like a strange statement to make, but I haven’t. I have to live each day, live it to the best of my abilities and to the fullest, otherwise, it is a wasted day. And this has really helped with my mental state of mind. Keeping each day separate, only planning things for that day, and working through that day, and if necessary, things will spill over to tomorrow, but that is OK. There was a saying that I really like, and it is so true now.
“Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.”
Since focusing on one day at a time, I find that I no longer have time to worry about tomorrow, tomorrow might not even come. But at least I have today.