Life happened this week. That means there were a whole heap of things that became more urgent than my writing. I haven’t finished all those things yet but I had to stop for a while.
Meanwhile, my head totally lost my story. I’m at a part where my characters are travelling on a world that has high technology but is also a forgotten space. There are a lot of contradictory technologies there. I wanted to find a way of showing that clearly.
The space ships and surveillance technology is easy, but what about older things?
I decided to accomplish two things with one action: some research and some presents for the little ones in my life.
I pulled out a 1953 Singer treadle sewing machine, bought some poplin and I’m sewing. While I do that, I’m thinking about everyday life for the poorest of the population on my planet.
This morning, I’ll make a dress for a little girl; this afternoon, I’ll write.
Meanwhile, my head totally lost my story. I’m at a part where my characters are travelling on a world that has high technology but is also a forgotten space. There are a lot of contradictory technologies there. I wanted to find a way of showing that clearly.
The space ships and surveillance technology is easy, but what about older things?
I decided to accomplish two things with one action: some research and some presents for the little ones in my life.
I pulled out a 1953 Singer treadle sewing machine, bought some poplin and I’m sewing. While I do that, I’m thinking about everyday life for the poorest of the population on my planet.
This morning, I’ll make a dress for a little girl; this afternoon, I’ll write.
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