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So far, so near

Not unlike the arched corridors of Merthanir House in Larin   (Book One  chapter 10) 

How do you make time?  I'm not one to give speed writing advice, although I am getting better at putting the words to paper.  But how does one find the time; even more, a place to write. Okay, time is subjective -- some have it, some don't.  But place?  I'm not talking about that spot in front of your computer screen, or if you're lucky, a laptop somewhere in the wilderness.  What I am referring to is that place you go that enables you to think of the extraordinary and write about it.

Let's face it, we all have issues to deal with.  And when worldly burdens get you down, or way distracted, (i.e. when the dog bites, when the bees sting...)  you can't so easily put yourself in middle-earth, Tatoonie, or Westeros.  Unless you write for a living, you often have more pressing things to do -- it's reality.  So you find the time, sit in front of your computer screen, and despite the latest personal calamity, go there and write.

At least that's how I do it.  Having a structure in place helps.  Know where you are going next works even better.  It takes some of the creative burden away so you can just -- write.  And I have found myself writing in some not so idea situations:  Christmas' away from home in my sister's house with family all around;  in Florida a few years ago during Tropical Storm Barry; and sadly enough, even the night my dog died.  What else can you do?  Just write!     (Janalyn would be proud) 

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I know what you're saying about that 10,000 word mark. I always keep track of my words too. I'm writing a novel at the moment (actually I'm extending a 13,000 short story into a novel) and I'm at the 8,000 word mark of the rewrite. It will be a YA novel. Fairly short. Probably only about 50,000 words.

Anyway, good luck with your writing. Come and visit some time.

Darrell Pitt
http://www.darrellpitt.com

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