A Territorial Butterfly

I love butterflies, but they can sometimes be a pain to photograph. Especially those that are extremely territorial.

A Red Admiral trying to avoid the camera.

I spent some time today in the woods taking pictures of butterflies and birds. I discovered that a Red Admiral had established his territory near my favorite writing spot, so it was natural of me to want to take his picture. I didn’t think it would be too hard, since he always perched on the same plant after chasing another rival male away.

On the move again

The problem with him, though, was that he was far from tame. The slightest move on my part or the part of other passing insects sent him into a chasing frenzy. On many occasions he went after me for “trespassing” his area.  Other times, he mistook me (if I sat really still for a long time) for another lifeless perch, sitting on my shoulder and flashing his red and black wings tauntingly at me.

After forty-minutes of stalking, waiting, and photographing, I finally obtained a decent picture of him resting nicely on a plant.

The Red Admiral at last sitting still for me.

As annoying as he was, the time I spent with him was worth the picture, and it was fun trying to outsmart him. Although I think the real reason he grew calm was the fact that the other male had given up on fighting him for his territory. Without his rival, and having gotten somewhat used to my annoying presence, he must have decided to settle down for the evening (and for his picture).


Editing Troubles

Well, I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted. I wish I could say I’ve been busy editing, but that would be a lie. I’m really behind on my 20 hour editing goal for the month, and I can’t seem to get motivated enough to catch up. I’m still stuck on the same old scene, and, while I had a lot of fun writing it during NaNoWriMo, I’m finding it boring to edit.

So, instead, I’ve been procrastinating; namely, reading books, browsing the internet, doing school, going outside for long walks, and babysitting Otto (he’s finally about potty-trained, but he still likes chewing things he shouldn’t and gets into everything).

I’m only at about 3 hours, when I should be at 8. I guess 3 hours is better than none at all, but I feel like I’m in an editing funk. There’s nothing I can to do make myself sit down and revise. Actually, there was one day, after being in the car most of the afternoon and listening to some good music. I was so pumped with creative energy, I couldn’t wait for the next opportunity to work! However, after getting home and unloading the groceries, we had to turn right around and go to a church dinner. Sure, I was excited about the dinner, but I knew deep down that it was going to ruin my wanting-to-edit mood.

And it did.

After getting home, all I wanted was to go straight to bed. I didn’t even bother turning on my computer to try to get some changes made to the story.

I know that If I didn’t get car sick, I would have sat there in my seat and typed my changes and ideas on my iPod touch. But I get nauseous so easily on the curvy country roads that it was no use even trying.

I have yet to get that exciting creative mood back. No matter how much music I listen to (including some new songs I downloaded recently), I can’t find that wonderful energy to continue on my novel. I’m hoping the rest of the month isn’t so bleak.

I Won NaNoEdMo

I was actually able to pull it off, despite my lack of motivation these past two days. It’s evident by the fact that I edited for 50 hours and 3 minutes during the month of March. I’m happy that I’ve won, although I was hoping to be farther along in my novel by now.

I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep this crazy pace going through April. I’ve gotten into another hard spot in the story, and I keep writing myself into dead ends. Sometimes I’m tempted to leave the first draft scenes alone, even though I know fully well that they need to be completely thrown away and rewritten.

I’ve decided to give myself a 20 hour editing goal for this month. That means about 40 minutes of editing a day, which isn’t hard. Time will only tell if I can complete this new goal.