the week of writing in the snow
Last week was one of the busiest, most stressful weeks ever. I still managed to get my writing done and accumulated 3K words for Virgin, as well as got some editing done (acceptable amount).
Last week was also when we launched a social project in Latvia, one that proclamates 2010 as The Reading Year. At some point it became profoundly important for me personally.
Other than that, I seem to be running out of words badly. I somehow manage to use them up in writing and at some point, there’s little left. I console myself thinking that at least they went to the right places.
And we’re still snowed in. This is the deepest, most beautiful winter I remember; and each morning, the frozen-and snowed over Daugava river greets me with its whiteness that approaches nothingness. Waking up and seeing whitescapes all over is so freeing, so true. So good after all the nightmares I have of late.
Are you writing too? How did it go?
