I know I have shared this before so forgive me for repeating myself.
The way I do my creative writing is by writing by hand and then transcribing it into Word. I know this takes awhile for it all to get gone, but I am okay with that, and to be honest I like it. My stories are historical fiction and something about typing on a keyboard feels like a disconnect from the way my characters would actually write.
Also (minus this blog) I don't usually feel inspired when looking at a blank word document with that little bar | flashing at me. So I have to write by hand. But I do enjoy going back and typing up my story when I get stuck in my writing and I don't know how to move the story forward. Sometimes just typing it up gives me inspiration. I think inspiration comes the more and more time I spend with my characters.
Any way, as I have written about I am feeling stuck in my writing so I am taking some time to type up my story. Well I have reached a little mile stone of 40,000 word, which is 83 pages typed up. In celebration I wanted to share the passage that brought me to this point...
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Kelby
Foster had been out for a walk. He had not meant to head towards Southerton
Greens. He was lost in his own thoughts and his feet lead him there. He
stopped when he noticed Mattie, he could
not help but notice her even at distance she was beautiful. He observed she was
on a bicycle, which he had never seen before and she seemed to be struggling on
it. Then now knowing how she had been flipped from the bicycle, flying over the
handle bars and crashing into the railing of the fence. Kelby sprinted over to
her. She looked so helpless and almost
lifeless.
"Oh Miss Mattie, my Mattie, my
dearest Mattie," he called out to her.
"Are you hurt? Can you move? Miss Mattie, Miss Mathilda please be all
right."
Then she fluttered her eyelashes
when he called out her name but just as quickly fainted again. He thought he
heard her whisper his name . Without thinking he gently kissed her on the lips.
He then swept her up and trying to keep her as still as possible laying her
between his arms.
The next thing she remembered was waking
up in her room with Dr. Gibson looking down at her. He was speaking to her but
at first she could not understand what he was saying. Everything was hazy and
the words were muffled. Mattie tried to sit up but Dr. Gibson gently but firmly
kept her flat.
"That is not a good idea Miss
Mathilda. Do you know where you are?" Dr. Gibson asked.
Mattie paused for a moment as she
tried to understand all the words he had said. "Yes in my room." She swallowed
as the words were hard to say. "How did I get here?"
Mattie could only slightly see the
rest of her body but she could see her arm was in a sling. She felt a gashing
pain on her forehead and with her good hand she felt the bandage on her head.
"Miss Mathilda please remain
still."
"How did I get here?"
Mattie asked again.
"That stable boy of Lady
Welford's brought you here."
"Kelby?"
"I believe so and you are very
lucky, you were so far off the path you might not have been found for
hours."
"And Kelby found me?"
"Yes Miss Mathilda. I think you
should rest now."
How could she rest she thought that
was so much pain her whole body ached. Her arm and her head most of all felt as
if they had been broken in half. Everything was searing as though it had been
touched with fired.
"Doctor," she mumbled as
he left the room.
Mattie closed her eyes maybe if she
slept she wouldn't feel the pain. Within in no time she was back asleep. She wasn't
for sure how long she slept but felt like a day passed by when she awoke. She dreamt
that she woke up and found Kelby sitting in the chair next to the bed. He was
folded over in half with his head on the comforter next to her. When she stirred
he woke and smiled at her. His eyes were the perfect shade of sparkling silver.
Thanks for reading.
