So I posted a comment over at Anarchist Shemale’s blog (well worth reading, by the way), and decided I might as well post it over here too. It’s sort of philosophical: I disagreed with the notion that reason is superior to emotion. Like this: So, just for fun, but not actually kidding overmuch: I’m not
See, the urge to edit absolutely everything is well-nigh inescapable. I originally intended to title this post something like “Fleeing in progress!” But I hate the use of the word “fleeing” there. After all, why not say “flight”? But then I wondered about alternative meanings. Plus, maybe “fleeing” is more clearly active, and thus theoretically
Yes, I’m working on stuff. Intermittently. Not making much progress. Not writing about that today. Meanwhile, I’m venting here. I keep being told, essentially, that I shouldn’t advocate for the kids. Even if this isn’t explicit (it’s very much not explicit), I have trouble coming up with another interpretation of what gets said to me.
So, yes, I listen to Green Day. Sometimes. Writing a ton of stories last month was an utter flop. I figured out a lot of stuff, and I did write some fiction, and I guess I identified some challenges I’ll need to deal with. So…not a success, but on the other hand it’s better than
What are my goals in writing? Write every day Publish often Create/obtain good covers Create/obtain enticing blurbs What are the challenges? Fear of failure Dislike of outlining and planning Family-related issues on my mind Many other time commitments & activities ? Waking up at 5:00 AM and starting to write will probably work, if I
Not sure where I’m going with this post, but it’s probably somewhere. The latest plan–which consists of waking up and dictating some fiction, which I’ll admit doesn’t seem to be all that complicated–is working to some extent. I’m producing words again. Couple of things to note: First, this business of stopping one story in favor