The Library Book Project – 23 August 2013

Obviously, this stamp was the date on which I was meant to return the book by. Don’t worry, I don’t still have it! I returned it a couple of weeks ago, but I was reluctant to hand it over without even trying to let someone know why this particular book was kind of special (to me, at least). So, I wrote a note explaining what I had done, and tucked it inside the plastic cover. ImageThe likelihood is that one of the library workers noticed it when checking it back in, thought, “Who is this crazy person?” and threw it away. But, I like to think that maybe the next person to pick it up will take out the note, read it, and think, “Oh, that’s kind of cool.” And then they will take it home and be part of this exclusive club of people who borrowed this exact book, and who will probably never meet each other.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t actually count how many stamps there were before starting this project. I just thought it didn’t look like a lot, and that it would be over with quite quickly. It turned out to be a bit more work than I imagined, but it was definitely worth it. I really enjoyed thinking about the different kinds of people who might have picked this book up, and what their problems might be.

I guess I did project a lot of my own reasons for going to the library onto the characters. My housemates were/are busy working most of the time, I had just finished NaNoWriMo, my friends from uni are back in their home countries. I still had another two months to go before going back to uni. I felt a bit lonely and purposeless. The library was just somewhere to go, a reason to get out of the house.

I’d really love to know what you thought overall of the project, so please comment, get in touch, something like that. You can find all twenty stories by clicking “The Library Book.” in the Categories list to the left of this page, or alternatively, you can go to the intro page and look through the pingbacks in the comments section.

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The Library Book

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So, I’m wanting work on a project that’s a little different from my normal work. I’m taking a bit of a break from To Be A Pawn and I really wanted to get away from the fantasy genre. However, with the current mood I’ve been in, it’s sometimes difficult to come up with ideas that don’t simply reflect how I feel right now.

I was reading a book that I got from the library yesterday, called Then We Came To The End, by Joshua Ferris. It’s quite unusual, and well written, but there isn’t really an overarching plot that I can see yet and so I’m finding it hard to get into. Anyway, I looked at the front of the book, where all the return dates were stamped.

It made me wonder who all these people were, the ones who had taken out this particular book before me? Where had this book been, what had it seen?

And, I’ll never know who these people were, but I guess it’s fun to imagine.

So, over the next few weeks, I’ll be posting a short story for each date stamped in the book. I’m really looking forward to this project, and I hope you’ll stick around to see me complete it. 😀

Links to all the stories can be found in the comments below.

NaNoWriMo Complete!

ImageI did it! It’s been a pretty tough month, but I’m looking forward to having my life back. I think I’m going to take a little break from TBAP for a while. I’m feeling very fatigued by it. I’ve no idea what I’m actually going to do with my time from now on, though.

I’m thinking once I’ve taken a little break, I can do all the editing within another month. I still haven’t actually read the whole thing through.

Wondering how to treat myself. I’m thinking pizza, but since I’ve put on so much weight during NaNoWriMo, maybe I’ll have to stick to vegetable sticks…

Biological Clock Vs. Inspiration Time.

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When I started NaNoWriMo, I told myself that I’d get up early every day and try to finish that day’s word quota by lunchtime. Before coming to university, I was always quite an early bird. This probably had something to do with the fact I was forced to go to church at 6:30 most mornings by my parents. I did this when I was 14 – 18, and so I was really used to getting up early, and didn’t even understand how someone could possibly stay in bed until the afternoon.

Even now, if I continue to go to bed late and sleep in, I start to feel really awful after a while. Unfortunately, I often find myself inspired to write at like 10 – 11PM. When this first happened I’d be like, “Forget about it! I’m going to bed!” Now I know that, if I feel like writing, I have to do it, especially while doing NaNoWriMo.

This is possibly the reason I’m so susceptible to illness of late. I’m feeling loads better than I was, though. I only have a slight cough, but apart from that, I’m feeling really good. However, I am looking forward to a point where I can straighten out my body clock. And get on top of my laundry pile. And I seriously, seriously need to sort out my room. And help out with the housework. (My housemates probably hate me right now.)

So far I’ve written 30,000 words. 20,000 more to go!