Late Report for Monday

Yesterday I started a little later then usual because on Sunday I went to a Lighthouse writer's workshop. I will spare you the details of how I got there because it was my first time in my life that I took public transportation completely alone. I know what you must be thinking "How can an 18 year old girl never have taken the bus/light rail alone before?" I'll tell you. It is because every time I took the bus or the light rail I was always with someone who knew how to use it better then me. Sure I used them a lot when I was little, but I was with my mom so I never cared to know because I never needed to know. I got so frustrated that I actually began to cry like the whiny little baby that I am. It was pure luck that I managed to get there (well, maybe not) even though I was half an hour late. Luckily the people that work there were really understanding and took the time to catch me up on what I missed (which was just a "world building" questionnaire designed to help you develop the world that your story takes place in. Yes I took a youth Fantasy writing workshop). I actually wrote some good stuff for my book while I was there, and it came much easier then before. My instructor actually opened up thoughts that I had considered in the back of my mind but never acted on. So yesterday when I added these new parts in I managed to get my book to 97 pages (the earlier post where I claimed that I had hit my 97th page turned out to be a false alarm, I deleted one awkward sentance and it went back to 96). Most of yesterday, other then adding new parts to my book, was spent reading Inkspell (about 25 pages to go!) and starting to read The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley. I even took the time to watch Spirited Away. I know you may be saying that that doesn't count as work, but I think it does because movies are just another way of presenting a story. I have also found that certain films inspire me to write, and that inspiration can last for some time (again it entirely depends on the film).